With friends like these...
My friend Josh challenged me to a stream of conciousness nature inspired poetry contest... here's what I came up with:
Rain:
rain is like a binding weave
that roots me to this world
while it flows and falls with sound
it carefully explodes,
and I am left in reverie
a million kisses deep
I am left with wondering eyes
without sadness yet to weep.
Rain:
rain is like a binding weave
that roots me to this world
while it flows and falls with sound
it carefully explodes,
and I am left in reverie
a million kisses deep
I am left with wondering eyes
without sadness yet to weep.


1 Comments:
Best part of the rain is no one see's you cry.. ;)
Great poem
cheers.
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