Rooms and flowers;
Flowers and bedding
Music and hugs
Life and death
Grief and love
Happiness and trips
If we open the window;
Ports and rigging
Spreading
Anchors and sea
Wind and stationary
Gifts and fatigue
Then we walk;
Earth and human
Sleeping in the arms
(2012)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem on routine scenes written so fine. Pls coment my latest poem too.