Psychological
I write philosophically
narrative poems
added with a touch of
petrichor and psychotourism
While the fire still burns,
I'll write one more for you
another philosophical one
narrative poem
it reads like this
with God's Bliss
P.S. I oft write narrative poems
this is the second for you
I want you to know how this year has gone,
bare trees but crystal clear trunks surround them upon
at this moment
one large bare meadow
sans beach
but oft with dunes
after winter storms, then six thunderstorms,
no tunes
above all, I want you to read this thoroughly
and stay peacefully
this is the second narrative poem
from Sylvie
when driving towards Amsterdam,
we speak
about love and moving from town to town
you look so down
the sky was a realm of blue and purple
you are right, I drove like a turtle
ah!
happy hour is coming soon!
but the moon is still a boon
expressing our femininity in words,
nothing absurds
our desires,
deep down in our hearts
an intimacy of intersecting rhythms
I want you to know:
since the wolf has returned to
our lowlands,
especially in Gelderland,
many a lamb has become
his good meal and for his family
our law here:
no killing wolves
very high fine
frenzy amongst the farmers
their lambs too fat,
the wolves only eat partly
dead parts are scattered everywhere
let's drive to our coffee-shop honey,
let's consume some delicacy
sent with kisses and love
I beg you, please, do not forget
pray to God above
©Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
Sunday 30 July 2023
sadness and sorrow, love and joy along with smiles! .. Giving of peace and Praying and Praising Our Lord! ..
Deeply heart touching and ever so moving! .. Beautifully expressed! .. Beautifully sewn! .. Bringing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Truly Marvelous! .. And again Beyond #S! ...............++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++