Nicorates warned me about you
not so much with words
more in dubiety,
a clairaudient hesitation
imagine an experienced woodworm
widely travelled and well read
making peace with a cluttered desk top
within which it now dwells
keeping it right, advised
that's kind of it, really
suffice to say, Nicorates is rarely wrong
this is one of my poems that is also on Write Out Loud here's a message left on that poetry website " Read your poem today. Good stuff. Liked it."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Also on PoetrySoup, here's a comment 'a unique penning and thoughts about our inner voice. I loved the line 'making peace with a cluttered desk top...' so appropriate. Clever & I liked it'