Autumn morning dawns a light
of crimson haze upon her brow
The still mist of dampening morn
Stands sheltered by a radient glow
Hedges shadow tall and strife
bursting thorn of blackened cherry
Bleeding thumbs enriched with life’s
tainted skin of elderberry
Sweet dew rains a cloud of white
as blinding dawn entwines the land
Taste upon the tongue like wine’s
Pure solitude of nature’s hand
Wooded branches carved with care
Forms a perfect infant cradle
Witches hands and fairies fair
dance amid a silent fable
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like the imagery that you put in beautiful poem thanks for sharing