Hair of soap
and head of tears
Rinse mine eyes
of Christmas stars
O Bells, the Bells sear me.
Rinse mine eyes
of Christmas stars
Water me hot
and redly rare
O Fey, the Fey stars blear me.
Water me hot
and redly rare
Scald me pinkly
if you dare
O Gay, the Gay sleds slay me.
Is that flesh
floating on the
surface me who
swims or sinks
fraternally?
I know a strange me
with soap for eyes
and suds to see
Eternally yours,
He.
I am still confused (This was a great poem btw) But I have my own idea on how to write an imagery based A Common Illness. I shall now work on it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eternally yours! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.