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A Clean Canvas

upturned
into falling tears
washing clean the canvas
upon which we paint our lives

gentle caressing rain
strokes down my face
trailing patterns
through the residue
of a days raw emotion

so tired I
lean my self into the soft
curtain of rain drops,
light footprints
dance upon my weary face
as the quiet beat
calms my mind,
a gentle lullaby
recalling childish nights

rain runnels down outstretched arms
gems of cool silver drip from glazed hair
bare feet dance lithe steps upon the earth
refreshed by the flow of life

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  • checkmate
    October 29, 2007

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    wow. this was such a beautiful piece. you have vivid imagery, and you paint amazing pictures in my mind. It's awesome!

    I am a rain lover myself, and I love any write that's dedicated to rain..and yours was a gem, better than any other poem I have read in quite a long time. Simply beautiful.

    I loved the simple flow, the amazing imagery, your structure...they were all so wonderfully penned. Simply awesome!!!


  • warrior-eagle
    October 20, 2007

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    This was an interesting write.And thanks for entering my contest.Anyhow I liked it.

    ...SImply Me♥