Cottage door open
A blooming path welcomes you
back home once again
Hollyhocks have been calling
with the scents of the roses
Warm nights are mellow
and bluebirds fly at the moon
Your letter brought joy
saying you'd be coming soon
......
I was an active and happy person, and had a great fondness for movies,
Like the enthusiastic nature lover, bears a fondness for outdoor beauties.
I indulged in both the old and new movies, those of almost every genre,
Like thunder rumbling through the mountains, to afford our lives drama.
I'd had this habit for a very long time, ever since I was a teenage child,
Glorying in happy days of youth, on byways where sunshine has smiled.
I had a job and other interests, but got lost in movies on the weekends,
......
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
pressed me against his heart, I would perish
in the embrace of his stronger existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror
which we are barely able to endure and are awed
because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Each single angel is terrifying.
And so I force myself, swallow and hold back
the surging call of my dark sobbing.
......
noon heat, pink robin
swinging in his blooming tree
whistling wind and song
On a cloudless, sapphire sky afternoon, frosty and cold,
Yesterday's snowflakes sparkle, awash in sunshine gold,
Redbird sings from its powdery tree, on the white lawn,
With deepest of regrets, that all the flowers have gone.
Scarlet sunset will be coming soon, red roses in the sky,
The golden hands of the clock, always lead to goodbye.
Laughter from a distance, there is sledding on Plum Hill,
Just a short amount of time, from pearl moonlight thrill.
Cottage door open
A blooming path welcomes you
back home once again
Hollyhocks have been calling
with the scents of the roses
Warm nights are mellow
and bluebirds fly at the moon
Your letter brought joy
saying you'd be coming soon
......
I was an active and happy person, and had a great fondness for movies,
Like the enthusiastic nature lover, bears a fondness for outdoor beauties.
I indulged in both the old and new movies, those of almost every genre,
Like thunder rumbling through the mountains, to afford our lives drama.
I'd had this habit for a very long time, ever since I was a teenage child,
Glorying in happy days of youth, on byways where sunshine has smiled.
I had a job and other interests, but got lost in movies on the weekends,
......
On a cloudless, sapphire sky afternoon, frosty and cold,
Yesterday's snowflakes sparkle, awash in sunshine gold,
Redbird sings from its powdery tree, on the white lawn,
With deepest of regrets, that all the flowers have gone.
Scarlet sunset will be coming soon, red roses in the sky,
The golden hands of the clock, always lead to goodbye.
Laughter from a distance, there is sledding on Plum Hill,
Just a short amount of time, from pearl moonlight thrill.
noon heat, pink robin
swinging in his blooming tree
whistling wind and song
after the others
have flown
a lone sparrow
lands in a pool
of rainwater
and sings a triumphant
song of solitude