A good rain fell, muddied waters,
Pooled in my head, fixed and assimilated
Discord with earth and breath
Vanished, estranged by night,
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This is a wow moment even though I detest the word. Abstraction laced with reality and sense. The weather wore at your skin and inner being affecting you deeply. Reminding you of Tge discontent you feel (haggard by) Glowing reviews fickle calm. I believe I understand that so well, where words are just placed without true passion just plopped (to say something) Please excuse my laymans terms. There are many fine lines which twist and contort (to me) but generally speaking they all lead to a moment of discontent. (well that's how I see this deep piece) thank you Karen. Ps sounds gorgeous read aloud
A good rain fell and surely beats the sea like a documentary in NSW at the moment. Plenty of good lines here...regards
The language in this poem is great. It has a nice flow to it as well. -ralph