It Rained ... Jul 19, 2008
outside
a symphony plays
allegretto
crescendo
fermata please
now with energico
interspersed
march and bouncy
finally
lulling andantino
and then silence
crisp chilly air
the first song of birds
clouds bow aside
streaks of light
memory of rain
raising vapour
disappears
mercury rises
stiflingly
humid
hot
step out
deep breath
come play again
symphony of rain
You Are Welcomed Warmly
I see you've found yourself suddenly here amidst the poetic scribbles of my rambling mind often incoherent to the general you and only understood by myself.
If you find that my words have touched you, then indeed my journey of words has met its objective ... I wish to be able to let you the unknown reader experience my rollercoaster existence with the stringing of words.
It is my sincere hope that you will come many times again and leave your comments and feedback for I am only a writer here in the anonymity of the internet, harbouring a burning desire to someday hold my words bound within pages in the bookstores of the world ...
Perhaps dreams keeps us going - I intend to try perhaps to turn mine into some reality .. thank you for stopping by...
.ani
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