Zoagli, Gorgeously Peaceful
Few tourists, only beautiful beaches,
new pastel colours in the sky,
brand new breathing
please, don't ask me why,
plenty of eats and treats
it looks like we are alone
with lovely white-light yellow flat rocky stones
heaped up till very high
nobody here?
But the southern friendliness is high
the hospitality too
Now a conversation betwixt Zoagli and me
Not a fortnight as usual
but one long sweet and delicious week in plural
We had scrapped the singular
But very soonest we greet with flair
bye-bye Zoagli
you amusingly entertained we!
(Bri, I know this 'we' is not correct, but I do this for Poetry!)
©Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
Wednesday 25 October 2023
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you so much for your precious visit, Anil Sir