don't you just love the colors of life
blue doesn't always makes one feel
what he suppose-ly represent.......enjoyed you here
and love the simpility
nic pic as well............
Franz, I can sense the cautious joy you felt at being able to see the sky again.
I remember once when I had the flu, I had nailed an old wool blanket to the window in my room to keep the light out. I had completely forgotten that until I read this poem.
Good to see you well again. ~ Sara
Reviewed by Amira van Kerk (Reader)
Reviewed on September 23, 2004
Glad to hear you have overcome your flu and see the world again, as it is: Colorful and exceptional.
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
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Miss reading your writing--take care Bro. Franz,
blessin's,
cynth'ya lewis reed
blue doesn't always makes one feel
what he suppose-ly represent.......enjoyed you here
and love the simpility
nic pic as well............
Gina
I remember once when I had the flu, I had nailed an old wool blanket to the window in my room to keep the light out. I had completely forgotten that until I read this poem.
Good to see you well again. ~ Sara
Carmen :-)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D
once again blue for you!;-) Stay well!