I will not write an enigmatic poem
to annoy the casual reader
Nor will I write a jonquil one
as in some ornamental garden
set on a long forgotten shore
Nor yet a poem oleander like
those daffodils or buttercups
some sailors say they saw
on Far East Indian isles
But I will write a poem to burst
The polished bubble of the era
A poem to slam the
very ethos of the age
But not today I think because
Today, today, is for oranges
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good poem Sean! ! ! Especially for someone who is only seven years old! ! ! ! Bravo! ! Hugs, Dee