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. . .at The Raindrop's Edge

Kenneth, loves satire and writings to spotlight others, but he also has an "addiction" so to speak, to dramatic and abstract/prose poetry.

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If the soul is tuned, and the soul is silent . . .

The silver raindrops cover red pain so deep. . .

The rain. . .

Running as forever stands through horizon name . . .

The rain . . .

Never talks to lonely men with heartless dreams . . .

Taking by inch, each rancor'd word of text. . .

The rain . . .

Noble as a young man's dreams, of pirate's schemes . . .

The rain . . .

Setting one ship toward cloudy beams of south . . .

Girl dancers of lost island stories told by mouth . . .

The rain . . .

Dizzy, blurred in footsteps sitting silently by firefly . . .

The rain . . .

Lightning strikes o'er a hundred sheepfolds shy . . .

The rain . . .

Their shepherds doze one dream of silken sprites . . .

The rain . . .

Makes the soul aroused to days of infant fed . . .

A soldier's bleeding red . . .

The rain . . .

Dancing on the roofing of last night's promises . . .

Walking quietly sitting without lips to watch the rain . . .

Clouds righteousness majesty . . .

Never a moon cry's delicacy . . .

The rain . . .

The animals sleeping easy while raindrops spill . . .

O'er the rocky hill . . .

From one dawn, a lover's thrill . . .

The rain . . .

The rain.

Writer's summary

Four souls sit watching, listening, and feeling a slow rain fall. They share each of their experience.

© 2018 Kenneth Avery

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