BoRhyme
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CATEGORY
life
rain boxing the windowsill
thunder stomping the roof top
lightening stampede in the field
this time I proceed without the crop
blues massaging my brain
such a soothe
this Ella Fitzgerald mood
removed from the strain and stress
only just space and rest
absent from society's severity
free from anxiety just momentarily
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The Immortal Wize says: When in need, rain can sometimes be a friend in indeed. |
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mrmelody7 says: Rain its therapy at its bestpoems by this commentor |
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mlowe5 says: Yes Sir! Love the melodic flow and the blues rhythms of the words---all as beautiful as that of falling rain: "How I wish it would rain..." Peace, Love and Unity. |
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DallasCowgirl says: You got some real talent, bro. Thanks for sharing |
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