beyond the rain

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bluerains
bluerains
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pale blue rain
wet against fair skin
blue beads caress warm body
 slumbering in stirring puddles
gauzy wings flutter in
moist indulgence
marveling at liquid trickles
filling vacant spaces
blue serum tingles
 jelled years
strands of pearls
become transparant
love becomes a world
unspoken

bluerains
bluerains
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duddle146duddle146about 17 years ago
Love unspoken.

Word paintings that reveal the Poet’s purpose and intent.

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Just don't take it TOO literally...

Bill DadaBill Dadaover 18 years ago
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I'd be standing in awe, if this write hadn't knocked me on my ass. Haikus on steriods pack quite a punch. I Clarity some type of whine? Red or white?

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
ABSOULTELY MARVELOUS

from the moment i seen your words firing a page to light, i knew there would be great things in store.. such brilliance that shines through your work and thought, that leaves me taken aback at times, and standing with one thing in mind .... "awe".... angelgarland

perksperksalmost 20 years ago
posted on new poems 6-26-04

yep, it's a poem, and yet I can't seem to figure out why, other than all the poetic imagery and the structure. I love all the little eye candy, but for the hell of me I can't figure out what this poem is about, and yet, I still like it. Someone enlighten me. OR I should say to the author. Clarity might be something you can work on, however, I've been at this since 6:30am, and I might just be punchy.

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