How To Say "Perfect Day"

(Koska hymyilin perjantaina, istun nyt varmana…)

Spring days in the park
sound not so unique
when grammar is the gravity
and the scene meets demands from poetry.

.....................Could I perhaps roll the ‘r’ sounds a little more?

.....................Could I please exchange the lyrical language to one“more sore”?

Oh wow, there is no woe!
Oh awe, there is no foe,
...........except for that humdrum of a
...........considered sum, the setting sun
...........and the rhythm of Oskar’s tin drum.

Trailing,
digressing,
off paved roads,
I sat down on a bench,
she sang,
told me she was a rose.
That was it; all that occurred.
But to all the wealth of Charlemagne,
this was what I preferred.

PS. (…Parempi huominen on luvattu, rakas)

By JPV

Copyright April 2006