My Walking Exercise Poem by Manonton Dalan
My Walking Exercise
i wonder what are hawks singing
up tallest pine overlooking tee
were they inform of how to play
when i'm in tee-box, they're quiet
after i hit someone cried 'flop'
mimicking sound of solid impact
turtles sunbathing on fallen log
extend their heads to errand ball
while heron standing on one leg
watching her shadow getting smaller
while i push my cart to lush green
having fun; sun is up; not raining
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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