It's extraordinary the creatures you can come across in the quieter parts of Yorkshire, England.....
WAITING
I found a nymph’s locket
where I’d expected to find love
and her otter was a gauntlet
not just a simple glove
thrown down in the wilderness
of trees, and fish, and water
inside the nymph’s locket
was a picture like my daughter
but that was many years
before I held my soul mate
and in all those lonely days
all I did was just wait
while the dog otter barked
then a chirp and a whistle
as if his webbed feet
had caught on a thistle
and I always kept the locket
in a very special place
because it held the secret
of my own true love’s face
Very nice, thanks for the comment by the way. Although the poem was a response to a poem someone else posted that I thought was a bit ignorant. Not my best work, then again most of my stuff isn't.
and I always kept the locket in a very special place liked these lines.. how dear it is for you. full of emotions in small verses. thank you for your comments on my poem. thank you again. God bless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A clever write here. Well worth the read. I think we'd all keep a locket such as this one in a very special place. And the crazier amongst us would probably lock it up in a shoe box covered with more locks and hide it under a pillow somewhere. Thank you for sharing. Quite enjoyable, and I like the form and spacing of each line. Never tried that. Well done. Keep Writing... -Rick