Sleeping in blossoms, plush pillows!
Fleeting dreams, of pink, cloud billows.
Red, orange, purple and golden,
spread over green park, so olden.
Soft, the sighs, as hummingbird flies,
Oft' plagued by purple martin cries.
Falling through petals ~ deep, downy.
Crawling time, scented and drowsy.
A joy to read this poem. Well written, well rhymed. beautiful photo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed so much the fascinating play of colors in this lovely poem. Great imagery with wonderful rhyme and rhythm!
Thank you so much. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem's colors, rhythm, and rhyme. Best of wishes.