The Team Theme Special Feature Collaborative Poem--By Gert Knop--Germany and Jack Horne--England

Autumn Dreams 

By Gert Knop--Germany and Jack Horne--England

Dreams of the forest where oaks stand,

with blackened branches, wet from dew.

leaves glare with living gold.

Silence in the woods, only a soft breeze,

the chirping of birds,

playing their games under the canopy.

The undergrowth, abundantly covered

with moss and fallen leaves,

slows down my footsteps, let me listen.

A walk at dawn:

my footsteps crunching on the fallen leaves

and birdsong break the silence;

my breath smoking,

like the light covering of hoar frost;

shafts of light peer between the trees,

as leaves continue to rain down.

I meet a fox, a pheasant in its mouth;

it turns back and is gone in a heartbeat,

and, smiling, I continue on my way.