Bliss

Bliss is a place where the ground is made of clouds sounds around are crafted from serenity anxiety is unknown and impossibility is phantasmic

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Date: 4/25/2018 2:35:00 PM

Sounds like Heaven...

Date: 4/20/2018 4:45:00 AM

- A great 3rd place in the contest, congratulations, Vermillion :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Date: 4/19/2018 10:37:00 PM

Congratulations on your win with this oh-so-true poem. I enjoyed it.

Date: 4/19/2018 5:37:00 PM

Thanks, Vermillion, for entering my contest with this sweet little poem. Congrats on your bronze medal win.

Date: 11/29/2017 12:41:00 AM

Beautiful, knowing what is anxiety, I can relate to this!

Date: 11/28/2017 9:32:00 PM

I do agree...what matters most is the non-existence of anxiety.

Date: 11/28/2017 4:10:00 PM

I'll take a scoop of that myself. Great write. Keep them coming. And thank you for sharing with all of us on the soup. oldbuck

Date: 11/28/2017 3:25:00 PM

I am there in the place when I read your verses. Thank you

Date: 11/28/2017 3:12:00 PM

Now that is my kind of poem!!! Happy Jack...welcome!

Date: 11/15/2017 4:26:00 AM

Very nice. Welcome to poetry soup :)

Date: 11/9/2017 4:36:00 PM

A blissful place indeed.

Date: 11/9/2017 3:56:00 PM

Indeed it is.. a place we all want to be.. Great first post.. Welcome to poetry soup..