A Spin Poem by Doris Cornago
A Spin
This is
The woman
Who loved you
From the moment
You made her know
You can be most kind
Touch her with snakes
Entwining, had her run
Days full of fun, sharing
Thoughts-bound poems
Sunlight streaming in her
Darkened room, smell of
Sweet lilacs, symphony
Filled the room when a
Key icon glows green
When days end grim
Fancy blossoms
Decked brows
Send in a
Spin
Hi Manonton. It's actually a pregnant D. There's so much more to this poem, but thank you for the visual appreciation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 5:08:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Doris, such an inspiring poem...10++++
Thank you, Bro. Bernard. You inspire me, too, in always being there. A poet cannot pursue a poem without the appreciation of those dear to her. That's the truth about poems and poets.