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I am not use to lightening and thunder something about it make is romantic
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lustorlove
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September 3, 2008
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The "pounding rain" makes everything new and washes away the old. Painfully beautiful poem.
posted by
yellowrose55
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September 2, 2008
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Oh, I hate goodbyes
So beautifully written, Sinome.
posted by
Sunnybeach7
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September 2, 2008
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I was so taken at what you saw in the storm. A myraid of thoughts went through my head and yet I stayed focused on the imagery. And to close with: and all that's left of my fears
is the thought of your good-bye.
It leaves a lump in my throat for we know we must say good-bye and yet the fear is overwhelming! An excellent poem. sam
Sidebar: (I was also drawn to just good-byes to things in general. Maybe I am affected because I would love to keep my house, it is just in the wrong place. I am irritable because of it! I know sad, but I just got everything the way I wanted it and the stress the area I live in is too much!) Thanks for listening darlin' xoxo
posted by
sam444
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September 2, 2008
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Nothing like it.
posted by
CAMOE
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September 2, 2008
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Sinome, a storm has a balm all its own..and the "wall" of rain it brings
can reflect and/or imitate our tears if we are saddened..
...
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Rumor
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September 2, 2008
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posted by
9STAR
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September 2, 2008
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Emotion and sense in a flash love!With TLC, BCA, “top of the stairs” 
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BC-A
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September 2, 2008
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The inside mirrors the outside ...
... and vice versa ... how long will it take before tears will stop, if they ever will stop ... or ... is it possible to meet life on a level of understanding and gratitude that tell tears give pain too much power ? - first ... I believe ... we have to give our soul its right value - - genio
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ggXpress
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September 2, 2008
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Sinome
Isn’t it amazing how when we observe – closely and consciously observe – the weather it can invoke all kinds of emotions. In this case you’ve allowed the storm to cleanse your anger and sorrow. So very beautifully done but then you never disappoint.
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Troosha
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September 2, 2008
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Only this morning was I thinking about writing a poem about "Wind", its many forms and what emotions it brings out. A wonderful poem my dear, no doubt inspired by the thunderstorms raging over our beloved Miami Beach!!! Only 2 months to go and I'm back.
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vogue
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September 2, 2008
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Simone
Poignant! The storm reflecting the state of your soul...
posted by
Nautikos
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September 2, 2008
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Fabulously written
Beautiful and tragic... I am left with the urge to send the warmest of hugs
posted by
lionreign
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September 2, 2008
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Intense emotions storm my senses.
Excellence again dear poetess!
posted by
merkie
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September 1, 2008
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rain never ceases to bring out emotions in us indeed my love...It was like I was right by that window my dear one...this is beautiful....
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September 1, 2008
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