Rain, wind
Sun, moon, starry sky
Difficult to understanding
With its young deer and maned wolf running through
Whirlwinds, twisted trees,
Fired forest, cattle dealer, cowboys
Horseman
Oxen, herd of oxen
Flowers, jatobas, footpath
Lobeiras, guariroba
Bacuri, mangaba
Buriti, murici
Remembrance of my beloved open pasture
And like a cowboy I dragged,
I gallopped, singing
Crying out, pressing
In the chest the homesickness
Umbelina Frota – IWA
Writer, poetess
President Academy of letters and arts
Of Inhumas-Go.
I love the end... Crying out, pressing In the chest the homesickness oh yes even though the tuff ones dont wanna admit to it, being away takes its toll on the body and the mind this was very interesting to read. good job. Crystal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It gives me a window to your world.Very descriptive! ! ! ! ! ! A ten from me.if you get a chance please read my RAINBOW IN MOTION HAIKU.Comments and ratings are welcomed.