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"a Brisk Walk"

The driving rain falls like bristles of a old comb, till chills consume me...

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 12/10/2012 9:01:00 PM

ha ..love this image... i wish i was there... xox~pd

Wilma Neels

Date: 9/11/2010 5:30:00 AM

Why are you playing in the rain? Hehe just kidding, I love your metaphors Michael, hope your Saturday will be an awesome one, love Wilma

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/11/2010 3:39:00 AM

So descriptive is the write that you have penned ...I can just see and feel this rain..So glad that I chose this one to read today..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..You blessed my day..Sara

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/10/2010 11:18:00 PM

VEry intense, just like pounding rain that you describe here. Awesome, Michael!

Diane Locksley

Date: 9/10/2010 4:24:00 PM

Great comparison -- rain "like bristles of an old comb." Enjoyed your haiku, Michael.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/10/2010 3:45:00 PM

nice one, enjoyed your write, wish you the best of your day ahead..P.D.