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Descriptive danse indeed!
posted by
Reflecting_teddypoet
on June 13, 2012 at 1:59 PM
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Katray2
þ Excellent. When it rains it pours rhythm down your poem. Only imagery that creates beauty in the rain comes up from the puddle. That’s joy and the melancholy of a rainy day doesn’t splash up in this poem love. BC-A, Bill’s RJLst
posted by
BC-A
on March 29, 2012 at 10:22 PM
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Highly descriptive.............
posted by
afzal50
on March 29, 2012 at 8:00 PM
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life and love Tidal....beautiful imagery I love rain at night. let it be
raining the time that I die!
posted by
Kabu
on March 29, 2012 at 1:54 PM
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It has done nothing but rain in my neck of the woods with no end in sight either! So, your imagery sums it up rather superbly! I know what you are saying about the possessions of others, especially kids, clogging up the house! But, she is going back to school and the thought of putting her new couches in storage was too much to risk, so we just make due! I will be buying a house at or near the end of the year so we just need to hang on and then there will be more room! sam 
posted by
sam444
on March 29, 2012 at 1:32 PM
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There is something purifying about the rain.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on March 29, 2012 at 10:46 AM
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Well said, CCT. Thank you. 
posted by
Katray2
on March 29, 2012 at 9:15 AM
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One has to have the emotional will to meld with the occasion Ray. To some it is just rain to others it is indeed life.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 29, 2012 at 8:36 AM
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Re: beautiful!
Thanks Ariala! 
posted by
Katray2
on March 29, 2012 at 7:49 AM
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beautiful!
posted by
Ariala
on March 29, 2012 at 7:32 AM
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