Sorry, there is no poem today.
I haven’t much to say,
my creativity is dulled
and I’m in need of fresh scenery;
a nice ‘stimulus package’
to re-boot the sluggishness.
I fear even my muse needs
a little vacation,
some rejuvenation.
I have a date with a sparkling day
some ocean waves and white sand;
can barely wait to see her.
We’ll stroll the beach together,
share parts of ourselves
and listen to one another;
who knows...
I might even hear a poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem