Late Autumn Days
Late Autumn Days
By Stina lu
It is late autumn now.
The leaves keep silent
to the endless teasing of sun and wind.
Occasionally they tumble and rumble in response.
The red kite is kidnapped
by the cherry branches in the name of love.
He's not depressed.
Since the blue sky is only for dreams
It’s better to break the wings
and forget flying.
You see the water of the East lake
Tranquil and gentle in the wind of the four seasons.
It’s late autumn now.
Days are trembling in your north.
In my south
They look like flowery ladies
waiting for someone to come back.
2017.10.30
Copyright © Stina Lu | Year Posted 2017
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