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by Regis Auffray

Friday, October 22, 2004
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Rain = revival = rebirth... ...just go out in a rainstorm and feel it.


The day looks promising
Daybreak dawns dismal
In the dimming light of the crimson sun
Flashes of lightning flare
Against the ebony backdrop of the rumbling sky
Soon the rush of rain upon the roof
Calls to me
The electrified air
The roar of thunder
The wind
The torrential rain
The intoxicating scent of ozone
Lighten and cleanse my sullied soul
Till it is white
The hurricane had her eye on me
I can see where I must go
Thousands of fingers massage
My aching muscles
My naked body slick
Slips into the waiting womb
All is still now
I seek further solace with my thumb
I wait for the moment of rebirth

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October 2004
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Reviewed by lois christensen 8/20/2014
I can see a loving feeling in this poetry, and it's great. Loved this one, and it has swept me away with feeling.
Reviewed by Sheila Roy 1/30/2009
This poem has a powerful feeling of vulnerability. There have been many times in my life when I would have loved to start over. Letting Nature touch one's core is the next best thing. You suddenly feel cleaner and, yes, new things are possible. The image at the end of this poem feels like a cry for help - the innocent waiting to be taken under the wing of someone who can make all the bad stuff go away. Superb write:) Love and Hugs,
Reviewed by Amira van Kerk 11/19/2004
Excellent Regis.
I can feel the electricity within your poem.
Reviewed by Chanti Niven 11/13/2004
I've missed out on a lot of your incredible poetry Regis. This one is exceptionally good and it touched something deep inside me. I've always loved rain and cannot resist being outdoors and soaking it all up. Strangely, I also have a fear of storms (thunder storms specifically) after a childhood incident when our house burnt down and we narrowly escaped with our lives. In spite of my fear I can look at a sky streaked with lightning while the thunder gunshots through my ears and appreciate the splendour of it all (reverence and fear?). I know that this is not what your message was about but it evoked the memory. Thanks again for sharing your amazing talent.
Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot 11/7/2004
Reborn, recharged after the hurricane.
Excellent imagery, can feel the intensity of the elements as I read.

WD Love Ch'erie
Reviewed by Franz Kessler 11/3/2004
Very beautiful poem, Regis - you make the reader understqand how much you long for being a part of nature. I wish there were more people like you! Thanks for this treat. Franz
Reviewed by andrea coltman 10/29/2004
Fabulous wishes Andrea (thank you for your well wishes, my father is making a slow recovery)
Reviewed by Fr. Kurt Messick 10/28/2004
Reviewed by Karen Chalfant (Reader) 10/27/2004
Cool poem, Regis! It really draws one in. Great work!
Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie 10/26/2004
Wow...this was excellent, I was drawn from the first word to last, outstanding poety.

Reviewed by Handsum Hart 10/26/2004
Lovely work Regis, I could use a rebirth in several areas.

Peace and sunshine
Reviewed by Denise Edwards 10/26/2004
Excellant work of art, Regis!
Peace to you and yours

Reviewed by ya mama (Reader) 10/26/2004
interesting write.
Reviewed by Peter Paton 10/25/2004
You paint a picture of ancient and heavenly rebirth Reg...
Superb labour...
Reviewed by Rebekah Rosie Lang 10/24/2004
So riveting and powerful to the person.
We must ALL be reborn again in this
lifetime, whether through "Christ" or Paganism. I consider
the rain as a symbol of rebirth also, I guess you could say I am half "Christ-believing" and the rest pagan ritual believing. (4 corners of the earth) I attended a ritual this past Easter of celebrating the Mother Earth. It was interesting. (My first time to go to one)

ANyway, sorry for telling you all that. It was a super poem and I basically just wanted to tell you that I believe in rain as a symbol of rebirth also! I just went about it the long way. I seem to always do that. I apologize.
Love to you, Take care!
Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain 10/24/2004

Great artwork - imagery that touches the soul ... sensational piece!!

Reviewed by Ed Matlack 10/24/2004
Theres that oral need you got with your thumb, Regis, but as long as it works for you...& keep that rain up your way, I just washed the car...Peace friend Regis, ED & Rufuz
Reviewed by Pier Tyler 10/24/2004
It's electric! whether a real storm or a symbolic one. There is a time to re-charge, have re-birth, out with the old and in with the new. Some people are afraid of storms and others embrace them. Works for me. Thanks Regis for sharing this outstanding write.

Reviewed by Gaye Dale (Reader) 10/23/2004
'The hurricane had her eye on me
I can see where I must go'

Love these lines, Regis
Gorgeous picture!
Reviewed by Monette Bebow-Reinhard (Reader) 10/23/2004
Oh wow - equating the storm with the moment of death - awesome! Who but Regis could have thought of this? Well done!
Reviewed by Jeff Mason 10/23/2004
Returning to the womb, to be reborn. Wonderful depictions. -- Jeff
Reviewed by jude forese 10/23/2004
excellent images of movement, perspective and energy instilled within you and waiting to be reborn ...

the flow, voice and imagery are just awesome!
Reviewed by Susan de Vegter 10/23/2004
Exciting description of re-entry into life. I wish that I could find the door to rebirth. I'd step over that transom with my head held high. Super write from your pen Regis.
Reviewed by William Bonilla 10/23/2004
Fantastic write Regis

William .....Peace
Reviewed by Edwin Larson 10/23/2004
Highly visual and emotive write...liked the artwork too..enjoyed
Reviewed by Sandie Angel 10/23/2004
This was great, Regis. Loved this!

Sandie May Angel :o)
Reviewed by Kate Burnside 10/23/2004
Can really get into this one, Regis. Some outstanding lines here and polished with the element of "surprise"! Love "...the intoxicating scent of ozone Lighten and cleanse my sullied soul Till it is white" and "Sucking I wait for the moment of rebirth". I have to agree, that being exposed in a storm is very like losing yourself to find yourself again. Conversely, I sleep beneath a velux window in an apex roof and there is something very womb-like being warm and snug there when a gale is howling outside... like the cosiness of being under canvas whilst yet not feeling vulnerable. Rebirth of any sort is the most wonderful experience. TY for this stirring and poignant write. LOL Kate xx
Reviewed by Dawn Richerson 10/23/2004
Thousands of fingers massage
My aching muscles
My naked body slick
Slips into the waiting womb
All is still now

Regis, I absolutely love these lines in a poem that drenched me in renewal and rebirth.
Reviewed by Constance Gotsch 10/23/2004
This reminds me of the other night when the wind blew all the dead leaves out of my home town. Nice work
Reviewed by Dale Clark 10/23/2004
Great job Regis. I enjoyed the
unique way you described rebirth.
Reviewed by E T Waldron 10/23/2004
Fantastic genesis capture Regis! Beautiful exciting poetry!
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 10/23/2004

the picture is mesmerizing and so is this hypnotic, beautiful write--well done, mon ami! :)

it's clouding up out there, think i'll go out in the rain :) thanks for the needed inspiration!

(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
Reviewed by John Banasiewicz Jr 10/23/2004
art work had we wondering as I was looking close at it before I looked at the write, and I must say you match the two together well.
Got me to thinking here and I like writes that make me think,
most enjoyable
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 10/23/2004
terrifique, mon ami! c'est bon!

(((HUGS))) and much love (and prayers), your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D

paix et amour a toi!
Reviewed by Michelle Mills 10/23/2004
Sounds like a poem filled with angst, and hope...imagery is outstanding...beautiful write Regis. Hugs to you, Michelle
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik 10/23/2004
Fantastic, Regis! It is such fun, such a pleasure when a poet's muse is so fully exposed, gentle or torrid, doesn't matter... this feels like something that surrounded you, climbed right inside you and brought forth your very best expressions.

I love the subtle metaphors like "the hurricane had her eye on me...", so creative, clever, even playful... it's a poem that honors the whole, yet each line could stand on its own. I found myself sitting up straighter in my chair, as if I could capture it even more entirely. Oh, yes, Regis... this is what the imagination is for. katy xox.
Reviewed by Sarah Tagert 10/23/2004
well done on this one Regis! Really enjoyed reading it
Reviewed by Janet Parker 10/23/2004
I really like this. It has an ancient feel. The graphic fits the poem.
Reviewed by Nordette Adams 10/23/2004
Honest in its solemnity of a wearied soul. Positive in its sense of hope and understanding that darkness does not last forever. Fascinating primal archetypes and images, Regis.
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 10/23/2004
Most wonderful imagery in this one Regis!!

Beautiful package!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 10/23/2004
A fabulous renaissance you have penned, Regis. The graphic is awesome, too.
Reviewed by Kate Clifford 10/23/2004
Powerful write with great visuals.
Reviewed by Kenny Baez 10/23/2004
very sensuous; your country senses working so well here.
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader) 10/23/2004
Such images and intensity, powerful write Regis.
Reviewed by A PAX 10/23/2004
awesome! and so symbolic!
Reviewed by Ann Marquette 10/23/2004
Wow! absolutely amazing...awesome. Extremely powerful.
Reviewed by Lori Moore 10/22/2004
This is simply awesome, Regis. So many woonderful images. I love the hurricane eye line.

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