Poetry Blogs (floating)
Weightless and free
Orbs of pure simplicity
Not a care
Aloft and riding on the air
Spheres of rainbows
Wednesday 27th February 2019 10:06 pm
Drifting high on a gentle breeze
and grazing the tops of lofty trees,
watching below, all the people move
but there’s nothing left, up here, to prove.
Floating higher and into the clouds,
the sultry silence so deafeningly loud.
Throbbing pulse of a beating heart
as atoms pull; trying to drift apart.
Looking down upon an ailing world
with colourful rags held hig...
Monday 22nd June 2015 6:27 pm