Trees of a Dreary Autumn

Trees of a Dreary Autumn Arabic poem by: Saad Yassin Yousuf* Translated into English by: Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk) ======================== At a light Said to be "dawn" We got to the shoulder of the Sea book; Our wrecked boats were floating As wood stained by bloody waves, Heads of children slaughtered By the voracity of a false Prophet, Eyes yearning farther than the kingdom of light, Wooden pencils robbed of their sun color, Withered flowers, Pictures of palm trees, standing Drunk on the cliff, waving to other banks, Butterflies that lost their color of light, Remains of time, Cut-off- ears and marks of defeat. A beach shoulder crying over the nests of its seagulls Mumbled:" A cheap spring Is what the miracle doves Have paid their throats a price for its singing!!! “ I loosened the ties for my steps, But I stood as if pinned to the ground; I tossed away the moment, in which I bereaved my sea, And went on flirting with The fuzz of my dreariness. The couriers of death, Still in haze black jackets, Raised a mast stained with clay mixed in Oil of desires; It’s a spring chocked with the blood of flowers, Smoke of the lost horizon, Pirates and autumn Branded with palms Stained by the blood of a grassy dream Beneath a cloud of straw And ashes...... And Trees The sap rising in it stopped to green and give colors To the branches of dreariness. Oh! How reckoning troubled us With all that comes with it; The jars in its coffers Are full of Forgotten pains, Fear of the moment, Broken wings, Songs shattered in the voice Of reed pipes trying to play it, And days of spring That turned into Trees of a dreary autumn. *** Translation by: Em. Prof. Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk) USA March 6, 2013 * Saad Yassin Yousuf is a poet from Iraq Link t0 the original poem In Arabic : http://www.alnoor.se/article.asp?id=204317