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Raindrops...
dewdrops born of rain
cling on blade of grass
set to wet the moisten soil
a seed to nourish down below
falling on drooping leaves
caressing the delicate pattern
of criss crossed veins
gently sliding with liquid sighs
the raindrops gushing from grey skies
upon the hills mountains and forests
washing foggy floaters on the air
gently urging in a crystal clear day
misty eyes greet early morn
choked on words unuttered
a silent greeting to a beloved
who remember no more
*This poem was entered in a competition here. Thank you for reading*
Published 20th Aug 2016
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20th Aug 2016 1:23pm
20th Aug 2016 1:31pm
20th Aug 2016 7:26pm
It could be called God's tears...becuz that fallin rain sounds like sadness for a loved one who has suffered a loss of memory to
that horrid disease... At least that's how it hit me...
that horrid disease... At least that's how it hit me...
21st Aug 2016 00:55am
20th Aug 2016 10:54pm
It seems the raindrops turn to tears at the end, and misty eyes shy away from a crystal clear day. This is an intriguing write Grace, a different view of nature with subtle touches of darkness. Fine work, and good luck with the comp!
Yes, the beauty of nature brings tears of gladness and joy, awe too. When it can't be shared with anybody anymore, its tears of sadness too. A crystal clear day is always beautiful:) isn't it, Crowfly. Thank you for always being here.
21st Aug 2016 00:26am
"misty eyes greet early morn
choked on words unuttered
a silent greeting to a beloved
who remember no more"
Sweet words.
choked on words unuttered
a silent greeting to a beloved
who remember no more"
Sweet words.
21st Aug 2016 1:01am
