Night vision
Late at night, long drive, arriving, near house
Sleepy and tired, not sure of, what is what
Suddenly a vision, seeing a bright white
Strip on something very dark in black,
The whale in, darkest night of ocean
Polished boot, officer’s, marching
On dead corpses; the night grass.
The long white shined again
Head to tail scary; creature
Kept head low, its nose
Searched, smelled.
Sudden sound:
“See skunk.”
“And what if sprays? ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
YOU MUST HAVE BEEN VERY TIRED! BRI :) DON'T send it my way, please!
And those who saw the skunk first...