Mark Anthony Bartolo Poet Rhyme

The Bliss of Joy

I sense one’s sight, I wiggle my tail
My cheeks are kissed, I shriek in silence
My ears receive joy, it’s kept in my mail
I laugh in my visions. This makes no sense



Taken from "The Life Of The Wise"
19/05/2020
Contest Name : Rithimus Divisa 3
Sponsor: Gregory R Barden

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Evelyn Judy Buehler April 19, 2020 at 10:22 PM This was joy to read, Mark. Great poem. Good luck in the contest. :=) Mark Anthony Bartolo April 20, 2020 at 1:43 AM Thanks. Congrats for coming first at the Delightful dizains contest. I loved your poem on sunsets.