Allow me to wax poetic
Dare my words begin to wane
For i am not unlike the moon
Oft' times i am a bit insane;
I am not unlike the tides of reason
I am not unlike the oft' barren shore
Allow me to wax poetic, please
As once upon a time in days of yore;
Back in the days of prolific poetry...
Back when words were oft' sublime
Back in the days of the great poet's
When their words became magical rhyme;
By, Theodora Onken
October 16,2013
I invite you to read my poem, For The Love Of Luna, I will further explore your writings, with great interest. PEACE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Susan... will check out your poetry...