When it rains
Roads, trees, houses, birds
Fences, lawns, porches, terraces
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Rain paints tears on the windowpanes of the soul. A beautiful write. Warm wishes for your poetic journey wherever it might take you. Always your friend, Sandra
and washed clean to be deleted. good poem though. more few lines will be great. the poem stops suddenly.
Yes I like this because the form is unique or uncommon. Nicely written and clear.
nice poem... my fav lines..... 'Dry eyes are filled with water (and are washed clean) ' genious! +10
WOW I got the picture hmmm, nice poem, good thinking good job....CHEERS hahahaha keep it up...
Moments in this poem are and it is a wet surface ;)) these fleeting moments the most are finding their way to me. I like it. Greetings. :) Maria Barbara Korynt
rain makes all living things grow, , all dry things wet.and all tears invisible...i usually walk in the rain when i cried, , , thats how rain useful to me dear name.., , ths poem is so beautiful...i can relate every lines u described in ths poem...am just giving the adjectives in the literal meaning of rain dear name..i like ths.. naizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
'Dry eyes are filled with water', which might happen in a strongly emotional period, amidst those 'ephemeral moments' that might be a blessing! In this case, let it rain! Beautiful writing. Regards, Maria
You are definately in tune with the rain in this one. Life is made up of ephemeral moments and we must seize each one. Excellent. Kind regards, Sandra
like denuded life of a man....the essence of what is life.....a high hope and prayer that such a wonderful poem be part of poems in every books read in school... thank you and God bless your poem....a 10 +++++