Black Poetry : capture the rains...

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  1. dnommo

    dnommo Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Winter morns’ greets the rain
    As it flows steadily outside my
    window and I rest amongst the
    serene to listen to nature’s ballet;

    Today’s rains is different for there
    is no accompaniment of wind to
    sway it left to right leaving a trail
    of past attempts to reach the gutter;

    The rains are quiet and yet when I
    close my eyes I can see the dance
    outside my window as I imagine
    my walk today without umbrella;

    I lose my peace inside the drops
    each one a memory of yesterday
    washed away by the conclusion
    of its journey from cloud to ground;

    A journey I’ve wandered many a day
    as life carried me through heartache
    and pain only to find comfort in the
    wisdom to release through subtle tears;

    Such a long travail from the reason the
    rains held in clouds above, carried over
    miles and miles until the day arrives when
    the weight of accumulation forces release;

    Can’t carry the rains for too long before
    the changing of seasons force the drops
    hidden in clouds to find a place to go only
    to learn their fate is in a downward path;

    I stretch my hand to capture the drops
    hoping to catch one in full form and see
    within only to discover that the rains within
    my fingers are the drops from my own eyes…
     
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    just wanted to share this....

    view from my attic's winter window seat

    peering through rain-streaked panes
    like a prayer, I breathed His name
    and lo, my eyes could barely see
    for all the tears
    falling
    outside/inside
    me

    drenched, yet my desert
    defied clear pools
    no moisture
    just barren
    when there's no You

    the north wind howled its harsh
    refrain
    as if to mock my grief,
    my pain

    but

    The Spirit steeled my heart
    against the weather
    struggling to fasten mind/body/soul
    together

    and then
    the raindrops
    crystallized

    delicate prisms fell
    from charcoal clouds,
    in blue-black skies

    and laid a sparkling blanket
    of shimmering white
    confirming my cleansing
    in the desert night

    through frosted glass
    tears ceased to fall

    My Lord and Savior
    had frozen
    them all

    a, 2001
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    rain drops

    captured in the glis of mind ......i like this one ...:)
     
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    LISTERSCRIBIN' Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    very well written poet and poetess...i thank you both for these.
     
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    UbZoRbShUn Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I went walking without my umbrella and didn't get wet....
     
  6. dnommo

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    thank you both for the read...

    Alyce, i am humbled by your poem...it's speaks such depth...
     
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    MsDLite Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    woderful...

    I lose my peace inside the drops
    each one a memory of yesterday
    washed away by the conclusion
    of its journey from cloud to ground;


    oh yes...this verse speaks

    to know that nature has the
    power to transform our
    soul's confine...

    rain...i like this very much~
     
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    Bert Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Very powerful

    messages in this Dnommo. So much food for thought in what you and Ms. A have shared. Whoa.

    Thank you

    BRB
     
  9. dnommo

    dnommo Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Ms D....you are smiling over the meadow with your words...i am humbled...

    Bert, i thank you for your words for such comments from such a talent leaves me speechless...

    Thank you both...
     
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    Almost always...when I read you...elements of nature surround you. Most often a figure of a man..in the midst of a journey. His walk is unlike the walk of others...because he often stops to admire the beauty of his surroundings....water, wind, flowers in a meadow...and he grows wiser through these reflections.

    This man is a gentle reminder...that to walk is a necessary thing...we do not get to heaven by standing still...God is our journey

    This was a very inspiring piece poet...sent my soul in many directions this morning

    *quest*
     
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