Blithe Poems - Poems about Blithe

Amongst the living there walks the dead No blithe spirits will be ever found With envious eyes of crimson red Shadows the living without a sound In limbo cast to raise Hell on Earth No longer a furtile life to make They hunger long for a new rebirth And an endless thirst for souls to take...

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I looked out my window, At the gloomy grey sky. When I saw a butterfly, Flitting blissfully by. Unfettered by worries, Not shackled by woe, A blithe Lepidoptera, And its aerial show. The patter of raindrops, Fazed it not a bit, Blithely it glided, On my window did sit. Ever so nonchalantly, It fluttered its wings. Not a care in the world, What a fortunate thing! If only my soul, Could...

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the half moon, content with itself...though incomplete it grins, nonetheless high up in the cold starless, pitch-black firmament yet blithely smiling Date written and posted: 05/04/2019...

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My daily walk for exercise has changed; for there are souls along the path I have not seen before. Oh yes, the regulars are there, and smile at me, too often share my miseries from ice and snow and muscles slow to dance in synch with my advancing age, but these!... the shy ones...they who subtly appear before I am aware, and then...

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The Enamoured Worlds of The Blithe and Reckless Heart “Kiss.” She said we kissed long deep kisses sighs of breathing wrapping phantasms around us of womanhood of manhood Isis smiled “such a sweet doom to be talked to so.” “Have you any secrets ?” she asked “Only one.” I said “And which one is that ?” she asked “I can’t,”...

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