wild birds are gliding
in the crimson dimension
of sunset on sea
sly stars are twinkling
through treetops along the shore
dark curtains will fall
in the twilight hour
there'll be songs to sunset moon
cream dipped in roses
'Red angled toward night' and 'crimson dimension' are beautiful phrases. You have a strong feel for color as an indicator of time passing.
Captivating images that enable one's imagination to capture the wonders and beauty of nature. A beautiful poem well crafted.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The picture is fascinating. The striae capture reflected light breaking up slightly on calm water, or maybe different hues blending. I invite you to read my poem about darkening redness: THE SEA INCARNADINED
Thank you very much for your words of encouragement and delight I have read and commented on your lovely poem.