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January Rain

Cold wet silver, blue drops fall
          slipping down frosted window pane.
Streaked colors of neon lights
          bathe city streets of slick black tar
            in shimmering, golden hues.

All that yesterday was clothed white
          bared by January rain.

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  • decode
    June 22

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    soothing and soft.
    I can feel the rain with your words.
    the imagery is really vivid and captivating.

    nice poem. <3


  • individuality gold member
    March 17

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    a good poem, and it gives me an insight to your author name with poem presented here - a nicely packed format too i think, short and sweet but a powerful scent giving the reading many thoughts to wander down.


  • Cannonsfire
    January 17
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    I feel the images in this piece are really good but the layout cramps them slightly. A suggestion would be to space the poem a little to give the reader a chance to breathe in each image and metaphor. Perhaps 'all that yesterday was clothed white, bared by january rain' would be more effected if on it's own. The final image of the piece. C


  • thepoetssoul
    January 16

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    I really like this poem it is very well penned and full of great images.And the ending is in exellent form.Well done sweet soul, be blessed in all you do.

    Tony


  • mysticstorm gold member
    January 13

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    Beautiful metaphor and strong imagery...very creative and lovely.

    Thank you for sharing!

    mystic

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