Strange Phenomenon Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Strange Phenomenon
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Sail boats in the harbour
Food for soul in the mirror
A small fleet of sail boats
With Ukrainian colored coats
Phone camera is by my side
Spirit is theirs as my true guide
Photos ready to be shot
The ones that cannot be bought
One two three...aiming for seven
Somehow they got lost in Heaven
The lake the marina all there
All the other sail boats fare
But the Ukrainian ones vanished without a trace
Leaving a totally perplexed look on my face
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 9:21:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Vanished without trace leaving a perplexed look on my face!
A little bit of mystery in those last 2 lines! Poet Nair, thx so much for reading and responding!