Open Poetry #14 |
Late Winter Reverie |
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
It’s raining… The damp change Invades the senses As late winter reluctantly Gives way to season shift And humans… With usual anticipatory Delight become restless Perhaps a migratory Memory in our being That draws us to move Or perhaps just a shrugging Off of winter’s confines Leads us to be as fickle In direction as the Thermometer It’s raining… And each drop catches On the edges of my desire To understand more, Worry less, Love… They puddle there for A moment or two… Then run off to join The sea with millions Of other Memories |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
the imagery here is .... encompassing.... well done, Sir.... |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
My memories "puddle" all the time ... I can relate Wonderful word pictures, Ron. Fabulous! |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
Remaining true to your style -- very descriptive in rich, succinct imagery, while retaining many thoughts to provoke. Well painted, Ron. "If you think you know it all, you have a lot to learn." |
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