Bliss - A Decima

These days I'm wont to reminisce
on hours achieving happiness,
swerving consequent crappiness.
It certainly would be remiss
to diss the side effects of bliss,
the coming down from such a height
whilst grasping at it's fading light.
All highs have their own aftermaths,
some are benign but some, bloodbaths,
two hundred degrees Fahrenheit!
Categorized as Poems

By Arthur Richardson

Very part time poem maker. Retired from paid work.


  1. You had me chasing search engine links for this one. I discovered a group called Kelly and The Kellygirls who did a song 200 Degrees Fahrenheit. Then, of course, Queen’s Don’t Stop Me Now. An interesting time was had by all.


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