I am a listener
Of a half thought about Winter mind
A writer of a half seen legacy
And a sphere of half spoken rhyme;
I am an arrow sharpened
Of Ero's love sick fool
A trembling hand-in loves quick sand
A condemned lover of the Golden Rule;
I am the pity of a thousand teardrops
Of yesterdays heartbreak and sorrow
I am the startled Bird Of Paradise
Boding omens: of no tomorrows;
I am the field of blues and purples
Of lavender and lilac-to violet hue
Growing behind fences of sheer amazement
I am the whispering of love to you;
By: Theodora Onken
April 7,2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am the field of blues and purples Of lavender and lilac-to violet hue.................. i am what i am by the blue fragrance awes with lavender tone yet purple lilac whispers of hue love resonates to bloom within love is just an art of colors, ingenious write by the imagery, 10++++