N- Cloak Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili
N- Cloak
Has ceased a storm wild, but native...
Waves have changed voluntary the form...
Drunk pirates have a rest onboard...
But the king Caribbean has begun is longed...
Floated silently with a bamboo boat...
The desert island has overslept as in the house....
He Has started to dream with pink glasses...
Long drew on sand with a finger...
But this is not similar piracy to a flag...
It is a cloak with the big stars...
Has ceased a storm wild but native...
11.01.09
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5/1/2024 4:22:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Great read Tsira, beneath the cloak a story unfolds, well done, 10 Lynda xx