The flower, scattered
The leaves, old
The riverbed, iced
You not yet appeared
The wind, heavy
The fog, hazy
The coral, reddened
I'm coming in sincerity
Like a sheeny canary
I sing an easy ballad
Sing your name repeatedly
Along the road you passed
The ephemeral beauty of all things passed experienced in the expectation of now in a happy expectant heart.
You are my new found love, your poems are near to reality but not far away from fantasy...I loved it..
I may be wrong or perhaps coincidence but the last sentence of each seem to make a statement. Maybe I'm just thinking like me. Either way another lovely write
A haunting poem, Cigeng. I love the tempo, and the words are short, effectively giving emphasis to the feelings at that moment.
Made a re. So happy to read it again, the Nth time. Good Morning, dear poet.
The flower, scattered The leaves, old The riverbed, iced You not yet appeared... Joy with happiness...waiting
The wind, heavy The fog, hazy The coral, reddened I'm coming in sincerity ......beautiful
Like a sheeny canary I sing an easy ballad Sing your name repeatedly Along the road you passed..beautiful poem dear poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When I read this poem, I thought of the book, Waiting, by Ha Jin. How long does one wait? The speaker in this poem, however, still appears in peaceful calm as she waits for her love. Your descriptive imagery conveys volumes with as few words as possible. There is such heft to every line. Also because the lines pass so much time, I found I had to read them slowly and let them sink in before I could move to the next. Interesting writing style. Thanks for sharing your beautiful writing.