The massive clouds their white petals shed
And wombs of heaven get impregnated;
The maid, eyes black and mascara applied,
Clad in black, by rain gods is espied
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Two brownish nipples in heaven
On the bosom of a woman,
Pregnant with possibilities rife,
And dripping elixir of life
Pours on the lips parched and in strife, let it rain in parched lands. again wonderful examples. your mind is very very imaginative. tony
Thank you, but you have the ability to dig out the gems you look for. A good poet always finds good poetry. Perhaps in ordinary or in so-so pens he finds the extra-ordinary.
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Two brownish nipples in heaven On the bosom of a woman, Pregnant with possibilities rife, And dripping elixir of life Pours on the lips parched and in strife, let it rain in parched lands. again wonderful examples. your mind is very very imaginative. tony
Thank you, but you have the ability to dig out the gems you look for. A good poet always finds good poetry. Perhaps in ordinary or in so-so pens he finds the extra-ordinary.