Heeding to Her Highness

Abby sat lopsided in the middle

Aloof, Abby sat lopside

Waiting, Abby didn’t flinch

Irritated, yet remaining calm

Without speaking a word

Able to hear her thoughts

I stroked her fur

 

-Today’s prompt…Take a poem in a foreign language and translate it according to its look or sounds of the words. Kind of strange, but..Here is the poem…

Den halvfärdiga himlen

Modlösheten avbryter sitt lopp.                                                       Ångesten avbryter sitt lopp.

Gamen avbryter sin flykt.

Det ivriga ljuset rinner fram,
även spökena tar sig en klunk.

Och våra målningar kommer i dagen,
våra istidsateljéers röda djur.

And I finished! 30 days, 30 poems! I may have missed one or two.

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About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. Recently I have begun writing a couple of blogs. One poetry and one on hope. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused. Soon to be added is another blog...writings on hope from a biblical perspective. Now it can be seen at purplepandasandotherphenomena.blogspot.com. please feel free to visit.
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