Aug 2015
There is hope and heaven on the other side of never
Where rain falls like a chandelier with fairy tale endeavor
Where green rolling hills offer up rainbows and marshmallow clouds
And everyone there enjoys feeling under the weather
Where rain falls like a chandelier with fairy tale endeavor
Where green rolling hills offer up rainbows and marshmallow clouds
And everyone there enjoys feeling under the weather
I struggle finding titles for my poems, I always write them last, often years later, if at all. To me, emphasising one theme, at the expense of others, can make poems appear a little top heavy. Does anyone else share this view? Is there a skill here that I haven't yet mastered? Would you suggest a different title for this poem?
