Sitting on this grassy knoll, Overlooking the vastness Of the vast open sea and A strip of aureate colored sand Hearing the gulls calling mournfully Seeing the breakers endlessly Crashing against the shore In the distance are islets Dark blue against the sky Beyond them, the boundless ocean Feeling quite relaxed and mellow Feeling at […]
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When I am Downtrodden. Trampled into the mud. Deserted by all. Misunderstood. Left for dead. Despised. Forgotten. You! My beloved, Are there for me. Your love, Lifts me up. Rising above, The mud and mire. Your love is, Unending, And I fly. Soaring on Gossamer Wings so high. You never let me down, And I […]
Old Sol is low in the sky, drifting down Resting in the meager filtered shade On this hillock we can see the distant horizon Before us stretches the limitless plane Almost totally flat except for a Tor Standing stark and naked ebony Silhouetted against the brilliant firmament Protruding towards the heavens,rocky and rugged And the […]
The mystic ocean laps gently on the golden shore The azure sky The golden sands The aqua sea And the green grassy bank on which I sit Captivates my mind Fills it with joy and peace I hear the sound of a guitar playing And piano Softly in the distance As I sit in the […]
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 […]
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, […]
Tall,towering up so high Glass towers touch the sky Man made canyons concrete,stone There the wind funnels mourn n’moan People hurry push and shove No time here for thing like love Neon signs glowing bright They are such a colourful sight Buildings forming angles sharp Here and there,there is a park Cars and buses grind […]
The Fisherman by Robin Bliss
He sits on the dock Peering intently into the water Hunched over Rod in hand Line through fingers Waiting A study in concentration The waves are lapping The sky is blue Sun is shining The white sand Yet He sees not the beauty He stares into the water Seagulls fly around Fighting noisily Over food […]