Nature's child unbridled, creatively gifted
Running wild, sowing seeds by hands
Fertilizing the fallow land with dung
Responsible to no one in my farm
Growing my own trees, pruning
As I want, molding thoughts
Into fanciful bitter gourds
Words flourish, wishes
Demolish, poisons
Dishes, fruits of
Dark desires
Designed
Spiced
Fermented
Freely availed
Callow containers
Dreams drug, drag us
Into a hole, no one sees
Gaps gallop like bats blinded
Winging our way by echoing echo
In caves of nonexistence, resistance
Strewn about as traps like yawning yew
Minds strapped like a polygamist alchemist
Until love led me to the brew of irresistible you
Beautifully constructed write Doris. I love the form and the flow of this poem.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Doris, such an excellent poem...10++++
Thank you. I know you'll understand.: -)