Yin and yang,
good and evil,
light and dark,
modern art.
Cold or hot
rhyme or not?
Rock and roll
or country music
for the soul?
Life flows from a pen.
Word smith,
word weaver,
poets all.
Dolly Parton Opera bound,
laughed so hard she had to flee.
She had not known that a song
could have such a sound!
Norman Rockwell
Picasso?
And I,
I still think …
the emperor
has no clothes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem