NO TRANSLATION NEEDED

No Translation Needed

Tropical breezes assault me

As I step down

Moisture envelops me, sensuously

Moisten lips desperately

Pulse speeds up

Lost in the baggage

Standing all alone

In the crowd

How did I get here?

Chardonnay’s dulled my mind

Edgy, nerves on fire

As I look towards the sea

Imagine anything, everything

Brace my shoulders

Pick up my suitcase

There is no need to translate myself

Here I am..all alone.

copyright Es-tee Miller

 

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I know I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, artist...my favourite quote is: "If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive". ~ Eleonora Duse ~ ...my soul is definitely alive.
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One Response to NO TRANSLATION NEEDED

  1. Julianna says:

    This one hits me in the guts..really! I have felt this way many times travelling on my own.

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