Mishka Allport

Rookie - 76 Points (February 20,1949 / Santa Monica, California)

05 Abril - Poem by Mishka Allport

From our sacred and medieval riverbank
Where lovers chase and flee our history
cotton fibers entreating my attention
Along a dusty, ancient and unknown byway

From what time and place does Bille come
Witch-angels play among the tender flowers
Blue eyes taking in the red, green colours
To meet again along our eternal pathway

De nosso barranco sagrado e medieval
Onde os amantes perseguem e evitam nossa historia
Fios de algodao rogam minha atencao
Ao longo do caminho empoado, antigo e incognito

De que tempo e lugar que Bille chega
Bruxa-anjos folgam dentre os flores delicadas
Ohlos azuis absorvem os cores vermelhos e verdes
Encontrar de novo ao longo nosso caminho imortal

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 25, 2014


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