I love those classical Kipling lines,
Bouncing, dancing off the page
In rhythm and rhyme – and all in time -
Inviting us all to thus engage
His flow of genius pure and blessed
In tales of life so riddled with grit,
And bearing souls with words possessed
With all the Master's heav'nly wit!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem