you do not have to be
too disturbed by
yourself or audience
just do it off the cuff
like the morning birds
that blast away their songs
in the forests without a care
on their tall pulpits, two bare
feet clawing onto branches
the best poems are those
coming right from the heart
in scyn with spirit and moment
the pauses, the stammers or
stutterings leaves that fall from
a tree of inspirations and thoughts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem