Rain falls down
Like glitter
And I dance in it
Wishing I were pure and naked
I feel like a newborn
With primordial fluid washing over me
Flowing through me
And blessing me like stardust
Creating a high as good as any drug
I marvel at the colors
That cut through the raindrops
When I open my mouth and
Let them flow down my throat
Its like drinking purity
Within the folds of a rainbow.
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Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on February 3, 2005
Rain can be very refreshing, as is this poem. Thank you for dropping by my port and for your suggestions.
Excellent. Have you ever read my piece "I rained poetry"? Evokes the rain as a metaphor and there is a line "the thought of you, naked in the rain" that came to mind as I read this.
I am editing this to include a link to where you can find the piece online...it was part of my 2002 interview with "poetry Life and Times"
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
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I am editing this to include a link to where you can find the piece online...it was part of my 2002 interview with "poetry Life and Times"
http://www.poetrylifeandtimes.com/devault.html