offshore
fisherman goes
it's still so sore there
when veiled angel soars?
offbeat
papyrus leaf
so glossy and so fluff
whom muted monks shout at?
off tune
plucks lyre
soft and swift
where spirits adrift?
lend me twinkle star
I will glitter your tears
O vagabond of glamor!
lay your soul on body armor
lend me sparkle moon
I will dazzle your wound
O spoiled soldier!
throw the cover
lend me a slice of prize
I will harmonize your daze
O afraid poet!
dance a word
(dedicated to a great poet at poemhunter, Leslie Alexis)
I see my name. And am flattered to have such a dedicated to me.. thank you. fine poetry as always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good imagery and pleasant to read thanks, Lynda xx 10