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From My Eyes

One lasting drop of rain... One teardrop shy of pain... Only puddles are soon left... Only blurred eyes from tears wept... Cloudy skys that move in haste... Cloudy thoughts that have a taste... A raging fire that pours with words... A raging poem that can still be heard...

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M.I.A .

Date: 12/12/2011 9:36:00 PM

Loved that last line Michael. the way you build the 'fire' here to consume is mastery.

Dinda Minardi

Date: 12/11/2011 6:28:00 AM

Sometimes life can be this stark, yes? Thanks for taking me to this stark poem, Michael. Greatly written as always :)

Wilma Neels

Date: 12/10/2011 9:26:00 AM

I don't see this as sad Michael, if we can still experience all this, it is an indication that we are still alive.. okay that is just me being silly I guess.. enjoyed this, especially love the "A raging fire that pours with words..." line.. love Wilma

Lizzie Treetop

Date: 12/10/2011 4:14:00 AM

A lot of movement in this and great visuals! XX Lizzie

Tracy Edwards

Date: 12/10/2011 2:13:00 AM

Perfectly Pieced Together Michael xx

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/9/2011 10:31:00 PM

Hey, I happened back here and saw my comment didn't post?? That's so weird. I thought this was very poetic, Michael. Hope I am not blocked or something!!!