The fall fell into puddles...

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Open Poetry #7

The fall fell into puddles...

Master
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since 1999-08-18

Posts 1867
Boston, MA

0 posted 2000-06-04 12:58 PM

The fall fell into puddles and reflected
Right through the cloud’s swaying tides,
It resurrected to new heights
And in the lucid, shinning lights,
It dimly glimmered in the night
And sighted grimly on the earth, --

There... unexpected,
A tempest rose so full of verve!
And lightning with extensive strides
Skipped flights of stairs
And struck with stripes of blaring glares--
So scarcely scattered.

And only battered trees objected
But ineffectively!--
Defected,
The frail trees, deprived of pride,
Had set their final leaves in flight, --
They stood exposed and unprotected.

The television diagnosed
A coming calm,
But I envisioned
The grace and power of the storm, --
I was effected by the fall
I fell in love, --
I resurrected!

[This message has been edited by Master (edited 06-04-2000).]

Master
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since 1999-08-18

Posts 1867
Boston, MA

1 posted 2000-06-04 02:52 PM

Strange, I rarely write about the season that I'm in. Last fall, I wrote a poem "spring sprung"-- go figure...

Are there any grammatical errors in this one?

SpitFire
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since 2000-04-19

Posts 2396

2 posted 2000-06-04 06:38 PM

~You know what?...I have read this a couple of times and will read it again. I love this. I so enjoyed it,...your work. Your descriptions are astounding. This part here is so true in many different aspects...

And only battered trees objected
But ineffectively!--
Defected,
The frail trees, deprived of pride,
Their final leaves began to hide,
They stood exposed and unprotected.

*Truly great poetry.

Master
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since 1999-08-18

Posts 1867
Boston, MA

3 posted 2000-06-04 08:35 PM

Thank you for the kind words Spitfire, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Alwye

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since 1999-06-16

Posts 3850
In the space between moments

4 posted 2000-06-04 10:14 PM

Master, this is exactly why I love your poetry...Unique imagery, wonderful flow, and written about my favorite season! You definitely have a wonderful talent.

*Krista Knutson*

"Thought is real, physical is the illusion..." Albert from ~What Dreams May Come~

Master
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since 1999-08-18

Posts 1867
Boston, MA

5 posted 2000-06-04 11:18 PM

Thank you Krista!

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