'The Gates of Istar' by David Hart
The Gates of Istar
Now do the mountains wiggle
and giddily squirm
while solemnly sauntering
towards
A great fuming
cantankerous ocean
Sunrise... the Gate of Istar.
A blissful moon and
jolly bouncing stars
tango tersely
under
a scintillating
prickly shower of
chartreuse
Sun beams
Peace
and fervent love
blithely abound.
Now,
at the noble Gate of Ishtar.
(This poem was originally written in Aramaic in 1998 by Dave Hart) Poems in Foreign Languages by David Hart at http: //www.poetrypoem.com/hart1
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