Ratatosk
Knight
He who bites with fury/--/
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Post by Ratatosk on Dec 2, 2004 10:56:11 GMT -5
Well, it's raining again oh, how you cascade and conquer so simple, serene, and satisfying
crisp and refreshing rejuvenating repetition never despised
each drop that hits is like a corresponding synaptic spark in the brain
like a soft snare with constant rhythym unexciting but never loops or repeats
a wet reminder of our existence a melody of moisture and colors intensify, diversify
though the sky is grey but who looks constantly upwards until you arrive
the true sound of infinity near and far
everfalling drops are like granules of sand falling in an hourglass and we easily lose track of time staring into the beyond
a shower for the spirit you can stand outside, arms outspread and truly feel clean throughout
smells enfragrate invigorate of earth and flower and leaf
a smattering and splattering of crystals purifying and clarifying returning fertility to the earth beneath
....booyah! ;D
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Post by darkoneofpower on Dec 3, 2004 16:34:40 GMT -5
A thing I admire very much, this poem brings a mix feelings.. Nicely done.
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