HmmHmmm…
Humming sweet songs.
Like spirits guide me;
As if inspirations make me.
Jive with the strings
Plucked with stiff fingers.
Thuddd…
One knight died in battle;
Tension defeated the earth.
Harmony is lost.
And no more sweet hums.
The things with strings
Is not anymore the thing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good morning Jake. Enjoyed your poem and found it thought provoking. Loyd