Blue skies in one’s life can often turn grey, and cloud up one’s vision for quite a long stay. You falter and stumble in things that you do, and why it is happening, you haven’t a clue. Your life seems to wallow in sadness and gloom, and thoughts of the future all focus on doom; but when least expected, soft lighting comes in, and causes the grey in your life to grow dim; all color turns quickly to quite a bright blue, and dreams that you had of good life, all come true. You think of the trials in your life that seemed long, and know now that all of the trials made you quite strong; you make it your duty to spread the good news. how life once all greys, is now all bright blues.
majored in journalism at NYU in the 50s; received my masters in business from there and worked for Equitable Life in NY for many years. When retired entered antique business and real estate; retired to Massachusetts and Florida; currently do a lot of volunteer work. Friends forced me into poetry due to much writing I had sent to them over the years. So I joined High On Poems. the end, warren
Whispered names falling simply off lips, Freckles that ripple on skin, Azure eyes that flooded dreams. Eyes may capsize stable thoughts, Blindly wade into unknown waters, Not knowing awaiting dangers. A siren’s melody put in a trance, A map to
When the bloodshed starts at the doorstep of solemn silence, give me a lone engagement with the invisible to unchain the split heart. I will take away the pain from home and come back in failing light when a star
Meaninglessly traversing into the havoc of vanity With a fake logic justified, Leaving the players into the deathly chasm. A Blue bottle game denying the soul of life! Two and two they say ten, And it is their game playing