The female poem
Saunters through the autumn leaves
Among the secret deities
And the drunken trees
Making metaphors and myths,
The language of the goddess.
She carries within her
Infants of epic imagery,
The children of ancient tales
And the proverbs of truth.
Listen to her speak
In the mesmerizing songs of eternity
That open the heart
And reveal the soul.
Wonderful imagery and your poem speaks wisdom and weaves words so beautifully. 10 love Karin
Very eloquent. To speak in eternity is to speak forever. Beautiful write. Always your friend, Sandra
very nice, but i am eager to read the 'male poem' and recently, the tribe that never ceased to decrease, a 'gay' poem :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rich and powerful, awesome writing.