Open Poetry #33 |
Clouds of a Different Color---follow up to Pic. Prom. below |
VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Clouds of a Different Color Clouds that were at play last night the ones of alabaster gleam grew heavy and laden with pain Their color dimmed, began to gray deeper and deeper it became until they could hold no more sadness and thus began to rain and rain and rain. The land is drinking in their tears slurping with all its might the worms will soon be unearthed for the soil will grow too tight for breathing, for passages that are safe for the likes of them The patio sits idly while tiny pools gather up a stream that seek the lowest point of earth somewhere among the green I will watch from my sheltered place and revel in the washing even though the leaves and seeds may pool and join the gushing Autumn’s on the threshold her foot raised for her next step is it time to set out the welcome mat I’m afraid I will get wet. ©September 20, 2004 Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
there are no words which can describe this poem, and do it justice...except "Master" this was astounding... |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Virginia What beauty of imagery and feeling...loved it!! |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
The imagery in the first two stanzas of this one are superlative. And the ending made me smile. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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