Some have said that Poetry-
'Tis a Science...
Where words are layered and connected-
Together-
Like our bones-
A comparative anatomy-
With embellishments-
Similar to marbalized stones...
Living close to the sod and moss-
Nary a word or even its loss-
Usually i am lead into the dale-
Where nature grows flower 's-
Underneath its green veil-
And live out their youth-
In the Spring-
With Summer in between-
With a science to it all-
Dying come the Fall...
Dedicated To: Broomfield, Co.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
onve again Theo, I give this a 10/10, this was very well done. I have not read all your works yet, there are so many, but eventually I will catch up. Nice job. Bernie