whether I shall be invited to the ascension.....
I have promised
to bring
as many helium balloons
as are requested of me
by the protagonists......
in every color imaginable...and to paint the others in those colors which cannot be imagined......only fair that I do so.....
we each have love to contribute.......and many sorts of joys......some less misleading than others.....
.I have not been one to do my swallowing whole.....preferring to chew....... a bit, at least.
.....haven't been scraped off
by a tree or a low-cut barn door...yet......
could happen...could carry spare wings in my rucksack..
....just in case....
nah...scapular exegesis.....more fun....
that helium tank...no lightweight matter......but I've a wheelbarrow and a more-than-trusty harleyquince.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delilah: Nicely done. Innocent and sly. I would like to engage in some scapular exegesis myself. I'll bring some balloons too if it will help me crash that party. Happy motoring, G