Epic

Where is the love ?
It is hidden in our hearts when it bursts those little bubbles in fits and...

I shall sing when I am unhappy and I will write poetry if I feel blue
There will always be...

She has green fingers with cutting the grass..His hands are red from broken glass

They are yellow...

Woman wept and old men sighed the world shuddered and the weather cried.. Cumulus clouds covered the skies...

Far as the (ease)
severely myopic eyes can see,
nothing but polluted atmosphere
where...

They are such a miscellaneous lot..All of them parading on a podiom plot
There are ‘Had been old...

Nailed onto the country cottage gate is a rusty horseshoe as I stop to admire this quaint valley view...

To wear the wings of an Eagle and soar thru the spacious sky..I am always wanting to be a bird and have...

If I could swim with the fishes in the deep blue sea and fly like s bird Oh how happy I would be.. Just to...

I didn’t read poetry before I started writing it.. rhyming verses wern’t in my head.. It never bothered me...

I crossed her palm with silver..she did not ask for gold and as I stared at the most beautiful blue eyes...

On a wet day like today well I will stay inside my home churning one after another fabricated poem.. So if...

Folklore, fantasy I will try to imagine it all..as I sit betwixt my brain of bewilderment sat staring at a...

Maria is a ragamuffin pretty gypsy girl with her long tatty dress and her head in a whirl..but her heart...

Mama cradles her cherub in her arms and lays her in the wooden crib when she gently pulls the cloth over...

Yon red sea

How apt that the cold sea should be so blue
If it was red would it be boiling...

Oh our world with yesterday’s yearnings
and those troubles from tomorrows that one is constantly...