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Mykels_Angel
Junior Member

since 2001-06-25

Posts 38
australia

0 posted 2001-08-12 09:14 AM

The rain pelts down,
staining her porcelain pale face.
The droplets land on her lashes
and fall into her wild, searching eyes.
She shakes her head,
bestial,
cold rain sprays off her and
showers the dark pavement,
which almost shimmers with her reflection.

Then, off she goes again,
scouring the overpopulated town,
looking for his face.
The pounding of her feet and the
panting of her breath
are the only audible sounds
to her.
A flash of blond on the sidewalk
disappears in a blur around the
street corner.
She rubs the unwanted rain out of her
burning eyes,
and begins running.

She flings herself around the corner
greeted only by umbrella clad faces.
She slows to a walk in defeat,
but continues on.
A glimpse of turquoise through a shop window,
only to be lost in the dizzying city ads.
A lanky body in a phone booth,
a boyish smile seen in a bus window,
seductive eyes everywhere.

Whirling,
drowning in the unforgiving rain,
she surrenders.
Falling onto her knees she gives over to the
earth-bound liquid,
letting it fall silently,
streaming down her face,
her tears remain clandestine.

As the rain slows to a misty sprinkle,
she looks up.
HawaiinOcean blue eyes gaze back,
detached.
A gasp of hope catches in her throat,
and a piece of glitter on her eyelid
can almost be seen as a twinkle in her
melancholy eye.
The vision looks straight at her,
smiles his devious smile,
and winks.

She gets up to join him,
wanting to clasp hands and follow him,
but he turns and begins walking.
She prepares to sprint when he
looks back and
their eyes lock.
Golden strands
fall into his deceitful face
before he turns and
walks away.
She knows this is the last time,
and waits for the rain to stop.

DancinQueen

Senior Member

since 2000-07-29

Posts 1092
Kokomo,IN,USA

1 posted 2001-08-12 12:58 PM

this makes me want to cry. very good, i think this is the first that i have read by you. excellent

*dq

**You can't always trust the people you want to**

LoneWolf
Member

since 2001-03-10

Posts 384
IL

2 posted 2001-08-12 02:29 PM

i liked this a lot, even though it was very sad, great job here

It's too bad I'm not as wonderful a person as people say I am, because the world could use a few people like that.
I've learned that even when you th

California Rockstar
Junior Member

since 2001-08-09

Posts 13
State of Confusion

3 posted 2001-08-12 03:03 PM

This poem reminds me of all the broken-hearted situations i imagine myself in all the time. I really love the rain...i have this odd, odd obession with rain. Loved it. Great job.

Spice
Senior Member

since 2001-04-13

Posts 1266
Resting in my cardboard box.

4 posted 2001-08-14 07:00 PM

Yes, sad- but very well done. The description was done wonderfully. I felt like I was watching it in a movie.

You wouldn't worry about what people thought about you if you knew how seldom they did.

Ina
Senior Member

since 2000-10-09

Posts 1236
Quebec, Canada

5 posted 2001-08-15 12:22 PM

this was great, the imagery was very real. I definate library piece. very vivd, and sad. keep writing.

Regina

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Member Patricius

since 2000-08-30

Posts 11132
San Juan, Puerto Rico

6 posted 2001-08-26 02:42 AM

Very well done here. I enjoyed this very much.

I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust.

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