归巢

 

归巢

 

By≠Paleink

 

晃动的风铃跳在偶然的转角

碰着飞鸿无声扬起的翅

象是归巢

一抹飛溅的浓墨

惊起一泓深眠的秋凉

 

沿着月光下散落的花瓣

迈着思绪畅满的步履

漫过雨季长长漫漫的青苔小巷

向着遥远的天涯   渐远

 

暗蓝的风声赤着足在屋瓦上

妩媚地噙一串花瓣 梦游

反复地来来去去

呓语着梦的似懂非懂

 

倏忽间, 风陡然醒来

抖落满袖的衣香

 

我闭目聆听飘跃的花雨

落在梦乡里微微颤动的幻想

忘了归路

 

 

Rocking bells

Jump up-up at the corner by accident

Knocking with the silent wings of the birds

Flared in the wind

Like flying over the Cuckoo’s nest

A dash of thick ink

Waking up a dream-heavy autumn chill

 

 

Along with the fallen petals under moonlight

Trod with a thoughtful way

Over the rain –season alley

Of long endless moss

Towarding the remote horizon

Drift away

 

The dark bluish sounds of the wind upon the till roof, bare-footed 

Hold a string of flower petals in the enchanted lips, dreaming

Coming and going, again and over again

Murmur dreamy-words semi-understanding

 

Suddenly shakes, the wind wakes with a windy quiver

Spreading the flower fragrance out of the clinging sleeves

 

 Pulsing and leaping petal rains around my closed eyes

Tread on the trembling dream

Forgetting the way of return

 

 

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