din (Remove filter)
Love Left Rusting In The Rain
It boded well in summer
Blue skies and endless sun
When love adds sheen to
Bright days of endless fun
Seasons change like people
Happiness replaced by pain
Dark skies hiding sunshine
Love left rusting in the rain
Whispers like soft breezes
Promises of undying bonds
Magic painting hot dry air
Like fairies waving wands
Easy to envisage our bliss
...
Thursday 5th November 2020 10:59 am
Recent Comments
David Franks on Weekly WalkaboutsVerse, E.G., Poem 38 of 230: THE TOURNAMENT OF ROSES
5 hours ago
Tom Doolan on I Miss You So
10 hours ago
Mike McPeek on Well-Traveled Heart
11 hours ago
Auracle on The Comedians
13 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Weekly WalkaboutsVerse, E.G., Poem 38 of 230: THE TOURNAMENT OF ROSES
13 hours ago
Auracle on Haiku for 2025 [N0. 41. Black MPs Fair Game]
13 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Haiku for 2025 [N0. 41. Black MPs Fair Game]
14 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Mahsa Amini
14 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on To The Many [on Parliament Square, 6th September, 2025]
14 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Haiku for 2025 [No. 38. Why I Don’t Like Mondays]
14 hours ago