the danger of reading poetry by the beautiful siren poetess
Mihaela Pirjol is being lost in the locks of her long blond hair
green blue hazel eyes splice words into siren songs echoing
into heart heard depths in soul beaching us upon imagination
landscapes enticing us to write poems bound into the rhythms
of answering echoes as we paint portraits in future born smiles
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Thank you, Terence. I am impressed to see this chain of creativity that my '' New Vistas '' poem had inspired.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ok with your seal of approval I will add the last three poems to their inspirational source, it is the only way I can easily keep track of the origin point of some poems, and it is good to dedicate :)