the puzzle of it
the forth and back
push, pull,
please go
i miss you
the swingset
when you were
a child
weightlessness
trying to
get away
there is never
any escape
from how you
feel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good, of course it's not a Hiaku, but it is written in Haiku style. Try mine - Indebted - Adeline