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Esker
Esker
Jun 23, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

rain pummels reason


beautiful falling liquid
drizzling its sex spill
drowning dry blossoms
in lush fingers of rain
seeping in the dark
mouth openings
between sweet organic need

and limp branchs like
wild hair draping mysterious
lust full of beads
dripping copius spillways
down sopping
valleys
and swollen tips

stone bowls cupped recieving
more like bath kept navels
the pocket pools where
song birds will wash

naked driftwood lifting
slender limbs
and the singing of
the pattern ringing on
silver surfaces

— Esker, Jun 23, 2010

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Esker

Esker

15 years 11 months ago

It didnt last for long

and it did bring the temp down some just this sultry feel in the air now and puddles everywhere I love puddles they throw light one can look in on dark pavement and see the sky the clouds the streetlight parking lot light reflected very visual and tactile and I love stepping in them and flooding my shoes sometimes maybe tommorrow it will stay all day or maybe tonight nothing like the sound of it to fall asleep by tranquil and peace invoking
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poewriter58

15 years 11 months ago

Steve

I am so glad that you are writing again. I am at a total loss for meaningful words to say about this poem. Any words would pale on the page I write them on I think this has to be the best I have seen you write Bravo my friend , just beauty at it's best Chrys
Esker

Esker

15 years 11 months ago

Hey Chrys

yah I got into the blurbs template there for awhile so I went back to see what the hell it was I was writing about months ago and was suprised at the length and details So it was raining today and absolutely beautiful and I just cranked this out when I got home.. Went home to visit my lovely and saw our cats Orange tabby and grey manx Love your Kitty Picture! glad you like my poetry Its what I do it for You poets out there
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poewriter58

15 years 11 months ago

Steve

My Cat thanks you his name is Zeus, Isn't it wonderful how we find the beauty in the most simple things good to have you back Chrys
Tonya

Tonya

15 years 11 months ago

Ahhhhhhh, Steven This poem

Ahhhhhhh, Steven This poem is ripe, lush...I sometimes think of rain, and how sensual it can be. The way it revives and caresses as it trickles down. It is amazing, the way words transform images and flash through ones head. What else can I say? Lovely lovely write. Perhaps you are the rain in this one…. Always, Tonya
Rett

Rett

15 years 11 months ago

As always Steven

No one can write like you. Wonderfully worded sir. Respectfully, Rett: “Anyone who sacrifices liberty for security deserves neither.” Benjamin Franklin
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raskin

15 years 11 months ago

For me it is the driftwood

For me it is the driftwood that I see washed up on a rocky shore, boulders, cliffs. Indentations in the rocks from waves, all worn smooth to the touch. Time does that to us. Strong finish on this one. raskin