Wrenched from the depth of the blue
Where it flapped its wings
In the waves’ symphony,
A turtle landed in my stomach.
It swims in my digestive tide
And would soon reach the red sea!
A fantastic journey
Just to feed my greedy fantasy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i was looking for my poem about a mouse in MY stomach when i ran across this one. i'm guessing you really did have a turtle (or part of one) in your stomach; i did not have a mouse in my stomach. and i did not find my poem yet. maybe the mouse ate it? this is a fine expose' of your gastronomic greed! for shame. hee-hee. other than swims and would.... reach not seeming to be consistent verb-tense-wise, i thought the poem was beautifully constructed. i'm not sure i want to know what the red sea might be.............but i admit i'm curious. thanks for sharing. i shall send it to MyPoemList! bri :)