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Midnight Ceramics

There you sat,
fingers spotted with plaster and underglaze

and all at once
my life became a tempest

I closed up my umbrella
and I put away my raincoat, and I stood
arms wide, face to that electric north wind

And found beauty

In the coolness of the rain on my skin.

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  • Beauty Of Silence
    November 23, 2008

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    WOW!

    this is beautiful. and walking or just staning in the rain brings such an amazing feeling. i your last line... awesome! keep penning


  • Jim Berkheiser
    November 18, 2008
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    I like this very much. Welcome back to the writing world. The only thing I muight consider is loosing the 'so' from the beginning of the third stanza, putting a comma at the end of that line then loosing the 'and' and both 'I's in the following line. Lovely write.

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