Liquified in an elixir
Of eloquence
I seek asylum
For I am an asylum seeker
Seeking for the one and only true Elysium
But will my eolian language
Be enough and not only
Reach daft ears? I hope not!
Yet, I do so fear my eolian tongue
Be too hot and untranslatable
Worse, unheard of
I get so caught up in the moment,
I find myself inside a bubble
Floating upward, and onward
Floating higher Into Infinity
and beyond. . .
Categories:
untranslatable, mystery,
Form: Free verse
Anacreon the greek born circa 580 BC
loved to pen erotic poetry
alternating long&short in syllabic metric
lyrically untranslatable from the ionic
Categories:
untranslatable, poets,
Form: Clerihew