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Touching the Clouds

Shadows end with no beginning Darkness envelopes light Rumbles become a roaring fright Lightening splits the dreary skies Mockingbird soars fast in flight Dripping from gray sailing shrouds Drenched I smile ...Touching the clouds

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John Rhinem

Date: 4/17/2009 2:18:00 PM

Smile~I sincerely love this write here dear lady~for it flows so wonderfully~and it seems to go from dark filled shadows, to hope filled light~implying that the writer, is very strong indeed~and since that is "You," then reading it is a very happy joy to say the very least!!!:):)~"You Are A Very Gifted Writer Jane Bowen!!!":):)~On we go....

Brian Strand

Date: 4/15/2009 9:00:00 AM

Wise to reach out beyond ourselves Jane,Rgds Brian & thanks you for your kind comments today

Carrie Richards

Date: 4/14/2009 6:29:00 PM

Can feel the cold chill, but refreshing gift of the clouds!! Thanks for that!

Christopher Higgins

Date: 4/14/2009 5:51:00 PM

Love the title to this magical piece of art..well done.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 4/14/2009 3:21:00 PM

A magical poem that makes the reader long to see all of the images you describe and smile while "Touching the Clouds." Every line has such a beautiful image, Jane! Your gift touches me. Love, Carolyn

James Marshall Goff

Date: 4/14/2009 1:39:00 PM

Jane, this just feels like a hot-steamy thunderstorm, maybe in the twilight hour! real spooky! and I'm duckin' that dern Mockingbird! incredible poem!!! fav!!! Jim