A Poem By Raine // 1/10/2010

 Glimpses of poems gaze 

upwards from pools of water,
and rippling puddles on the path
teasing the corners of my eyes
ghosts of poetry rattle and moan
in the roaring winds and
the quick zephyrs
tickling my lips
as the frost crackles underfoot
snippets of sentences and
words snap into the air
free to clutch at my ears
how is it that so much
depth can be mined from
one string of words?
simple blue words,
pulled from the raindrops
dusting the earth and 
fogging the gray sky
unfurling petals reveal metaphors
that even the simplest can understand
everywhere around hide poems and poets
just tucked out of reach
only waiting for the moment to leap
and seize an authors pen
driving the ink to give shape
to otherwise ordinary moments
will you watch for the usual
to spring into unusual beauty
jolting into wakefulness
or will it wake you?


 I LOVE this!  You captured

 I LOVE this!  You captured it so perfectly - it's amazing!  Very, very, VERY well done!

Mary | Mon, 01/11/2010

Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!


This is so beautiful!  I love it! 

Clare Marie | Sun, 01/17/2010

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

Wow, this was gorgeous! Great

Wow, this was gorgeous! Great job :-)

E | Fri, 01/29/2010

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond


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