Open Poetry #2 |
the slow somatic drought |
grandiloquent Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 104Midwest America |
heavy clouds shouting buckets the sudden fat rain shatters street light's refraction my taste for the light tender day and this strange weather concoction doesn't this fit now? doesn't this suit my point of view? six seconds here and the gutters gobble the rivulets gone street lamps black out and I miss my storm oh and how the dreams blurred out crazy my thunder my thunder and you shattered lighting I can still feel the static raging on and on I still smell the suggestion of water in the air waiting for you to pour down fooling myself thinking any day now any day now this drought will close and I'll have you again breathing soft into my throat catching my head in your hands and I'll dissolve into your eyes filling thick with love and sigh peace you see, when those eyes are mine Wait I will, I will stand and spin in circles tongue hanging out waiting for the rain to the hit the ground |
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Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
I found this hanging out on page 5 somewhere - with all that good imagery going to waste... |
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roxane Senior Member
since 1999-09-02
Posts 505us |
This poem was very descriptive and beautiful. I enjoyed reading it. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
very nice imagery ------------------ "Nobody has measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold" ~Zelda Fitzgerald |
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Denise
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Ditto! ------------------ Denise |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
grandiloquent, Nice paint, enjoyed the read. |
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