Within my heart
lives an image of me.
In quiet observation
it weeps, it drools,
for the king and fool
I am, and it seems,
ever shall be.
Part two--ah the superb range of a talented poet! ! ! thousands of stars for this powerful gem and a fav
some of your poetry so elegantly embroiders such beauty in its lines, some like this one are so taut and powerful in its word choice---
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You and me both, Smoky. -Glen