The big bay bouys were bouncing and blinking
As I gazed upon them thoughtful and thinking
The sun in my stare, wincing and winking
I sat in the sand, wondering and wishing
On turbulent waves sloshing and swishing
I cast my line fervently and fishing
Dread I....found the sun basting and baking
My blood blistered skin aggravating and aching
To a round red orb formidable and forsaking
I turned with a smile laughing and leaving
As if to posture beguiling and believing
That I triumphant, deluding and deceiving <><
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Jake Deeds. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks