Haze September 12, 2018 by forgottenmeadows 20 Comments In between summer and fall, you lay mute, in the golden haze of a timeless dream, watching the seasons transition. poetry and image copyright neha 2018 Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: forgottenmeadows I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
September 12, 2018 at 9:30 am
This is a beautiful poem. You are so right, wittnessing the transition is very special. Thank you for sharing this, Neha 💖
September 13, 2018 at 8:02 am
Thank you so much for your kind words and encouragement!
September 13, 2018 at 1:28 pm
My pleasure, Neha. You write so beautifully.
September 12, 2018 at 3:15 pm
Fantabulous! 😎🥀
September 13, 2018 at 8:02 am
Thank you!
September 12, 2018 at 3:45 pm
Yes and this hold true in this transitioning season.
September 13, 2018 at 8:02 am
Thank you Megha! 🙂
September 13, 2018 at 8:06 am
My pleasure Neha
September 12, 2018 at 5:30 pm
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
September 13, 2018 at 8:03 am
Thank you John!
September 13, 2018 at 3:52 pm
You are welcome, Neha.
September 12, 2018 at 9:39 pm
It is that time for change again. Wonderful, my friend!
September 13, 2018 at 8:03 am
Thank you so much Syl! 🙂
September 13, 2018 at 8:23 am
You’re very welcome! Have a fantastic day 😊
September 13, 2018 at 8:28 am
Thank you my friend you too!
September 13, 2018 at 8:48 am
You’re welcome and will do!
September 13, 2018 at 7:05 am
Beautiful.
September 13, 2018 at 8:03 am
Thank you so much!
September 13, 2018 at 8:11 am
Lovely poem.
September 13, 2018 at 8:20 am
Thank you Brad 🙂