Gert W. Knop Poet Tanka

Andean Peaks/ Andengipfel/ Picos De Los Andes

Mountains glow like amber
As being lit by an eternal fire
The sun sets slowly

Andean peaks embedded in clouds
Shadows spread  on ancient sands




Berge glühen wie Bernstein
Wie durch ein ewiges Feuer entfacht
Die Sonne geht langsam unter

Anden Gipfel eingebettet in Wolken
Schatten  ergießen sich auf altem Sand




Las montañas brillan igual al ámbar
Como encendido por un fuego eterno
El sol se pone despacito

Picos de Andes empotrados en nubes
Las sombras se desaguan en antigua arena

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Juan Paolo Galua August 10, 2010 at 10:42 PM I can relate so much to this...lovely imagery....^_^ v

Sara Kendrick August 10, 2010 at 10:29 AM Such beauty that you have penned..Enjoyed reading your work...Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..Sara

Doris Culverhouse August 7, 2010 at 4:31 PM We made it home from the cat dog movie--real deep stuff. It was cute. It is not raining here but very hot!!

Kabuteng P.Ink K. August 7, 2010 at 10:44 AM what a vivid write, Gert! Enjoyed each line especially how those mountains are like amber! Wonderfully descriptive! enjoy your Linggo :) -- nikko :)

C.C Bloomsfield August 7, 2010 at 7:46 AM Another gem dear friend. .re Ruben He said to me that he's very busy lately. .but He'll be back:),C.C

Wilma Neels August 7, 2010 at 5:54 AM Very beautiful write Gert, love the imagery, geniet jou dag :) Wilma

Doris Culverhouse August 7, 2010 at 5:34 AM Beautiful poem today!! Well written!

Poet Destroyer A August 5, 2010 at 7:33 PM Gert, you know this poem is very beautiful, and beyond lovely. The vision of the Andean Peaks is worth the dim sun rays in the eyes,..p.d.