Colliding words crashing into ground,
as lightening flashes a thunderer sound.
Thoughts heard around the World
and floating in space.
Open minds their resting place.
From the future and the past.
All does linger, all does last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed reading this poem and hope to view more of your work. J. L. Price I feel it is a unique writing.