There is no other way to tell the story.
I am out there in that old menage,
spending my days writing for a living.
The night moonshine is unforgiving.
From twilight to cockcrow, just me on the ocean,
engaging my craft through great devotion
with waves lapping against the pod,
occasionally laughing with a bamboozle,
and basking in the grace of God's glory.
There is no other way to tell the story.
very well said young man compose more so that the world follows you you may in your free time read me too
The night moonshine is unforgiving. From twilight to cockcrow, just me on the ocean, engaging my craft through great devotion..trying to be very philosophical in your poem. very nice dear poet. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem, Mahfooz. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks