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I see rain on our window frame,
And dreams inside the falling drops.
I see music in the noise,
And paths where there are none.
I see people wandering around their hearts,
And the many ways they love to embrace lies.
I see fires, cars and playful city lights,
And a little storm waiting just ahead of us.
I see anger clung on to wasted odds,
And a thunder giving voice to our souls.
I see shadows covering the wall of thoughts,
And the wind tickling hands that are now lost.
I see streaks of light shivering beneath the door,
And days drawing circles on the floor.
I see yellow climbing on the stairs,
And horizons cropped to fit our further steps.
There is rain on our window frame…

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  1. This is truly a remarkable poem! Your descriptions are so vivid and unique! I love the line “a thunder giving voice to our souls.” It is so powerful! Excellent job!

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  2. I really like the first two lines. Is a powerful leading line like in a photograph.

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  3. This is beautiful. My favorite line came in right at the starting, the one that mentioned dreams inside drops. I hope I can write like you, someday !

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  4. I love the line ‘And dreams inside the falling drops ‘ makes me want to keep reading, and ‘ Streaks of light shivering beneath the door’ makes me realise it was worth it 🙂 Thank you. Lovely poem.

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  5. “Wall of thoughts”– the structures within which we live. Anyway, beautiful words/photo.

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  6. I agree. I have been longing for rain here in California and this was a beautiful to imagine it.

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  7. Awesome and I love the line; I see anger clung on to wasted odds. That is the moment in time when people have to decide to make a “choice”. Great poem.

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  8. Quiet time can evoke so many things when we allow it in. Wonderful.

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  9. I absolutely adore your writing style!

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  10. I adore your sensitive observation. Great Job!

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  11. sound of rain dancing on viewers eyes with your word . what a lyric..wow!!!

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  12. I really liked the part “I see fires, cars and playful city lights” because it sounds so lovely but it also has an emotional tug.

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  13. articulated and expressed well – regards –

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  14. This is a beautiful poem! I like how it started all positive – good things and then the subtle shift that took place with “I see people wandering around their hearts, And the many ways they love to embrace lies.” Rain on a window frame can conjure loving and lonely thoughts.

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  15. I absolutely love this, you are a remarkable writer.

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  16. (sound of my mind blowing)

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  17. You write wonderfully.

    If I’m lucky — if it rains tomorrow — I may have a bagatelle of a lyric in response.

    Until I know what the day holds, I’ll hang on to this — drops of rain falling from a clear night sky.

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  18. You paint a picture so well with your word. Beautiful.

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  19. Your poem coupled with the photo really got me.

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  20. Wow loved that. liked the photo too. definitely following you!

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  21. Reading your poems is like experiencing a waterfall of images cascading from your mind.
    Very lush!!!

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  22. I see rain come and go
    And sand in our shoes being washed away…

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  23. Your writing is more than writing. It is difficult to express how I feel as I read your words. The words simply disappear and your expression becomes an experience rather than a poem. I feel many feelings as each line passes. By the end of the poem, and I return to my world, it is like all the feelings don’t know what to do. They have all been aroused with no place to go. You are a very talented writer. Your expressions are so beautiful. So real. So honest. I’m honored to have the opportunity to read your expressions.

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  24. There’s just nothing quite like
    The city in the rain
    Viewed through a wet
    window pane….

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  25. beautiful – do you have a book published?

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  26. I will think about this poem every time it rains.

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  27. You had me at “I see streaks of light shivering beneath the door,
    And days drawing circles on the floor.”
    Thank you for the follow.

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  28. your poetry ..all of them are so beautiful… 🙂

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