Looking at the world through emerald colored glasses
Your voice and your poem are lovely. I cannot approach your verse truly, but here is a haiku that I wrote for my historical fantasy. It is spoken by a stranded alien looking tearfully into the endless depths between the stars :Dreams drift like clouds,I reach to touch the moon, I grasp but empty night.Thanks for your verse, Roland
A most wonderful poem, the words are beautiful.Yvonne.
Very nice song. And Roland...great Haiku! You guys are all talented!
Marjorie, the beuatiful simplicity of your poems lift them off the page for me. They are so sweet and innocent-like that they make me want to put on a fake pair of wings and prance around a garden full of blooming flowers. Odd, yeah I know. But that's the affect they have on me. :)
Great poem again Marjorie! I really love it!
Marjorie--very nice poem! I love it!
@ Roland- I thing your haiku is great. Thank you for stopping by my blog I hope you will do so again.@ Yvonne- Thank you. I can't tell you how much it means to me that you keep coming back and reading.@ Raquel- Thanks! So are you.@ Alliterative- I think that's great. It means I'm doing something right. You know, when I was a teen i definately wrote darker stuff. What teen doesn't though, right?@ Mom- I like that you comment on my blog. Thanks.@ Tami- That mean a lot coming from you. 'Cause you're one of the best writers I know.
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