Tag: Facebook poets

  • Sometimes by Robin Bliss

    Sometimes, When the sun has just set. The clouds still reflect colours, Orange and red glowing bright. Behind them the endless turquoise sky. I feel that I can see forever and ever. Touching the eternity within. Longing to fly on gossamer wings, Soaring gliding at my will. The happiness of eternity glows within, And I…

  • Poetry Challenge by Robin Bliss

    When the Moon Dies and the Wind Cries. April Oh! April what can you bring? The final blow;death to Summer? Even though it’s warm and dry. I know that this warmth is false. Ah! Fickle month filled with lies. For this warmth means death. Pretending that all is well. But! Soon the icy coldness comes,…