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Playing around with the idea I'll fix this poem draft to draft. Found less and less in the poem when I returned to it. Not sure I can really go back to poems. Might try revising an old one in the future but think they either work or they don't for me.
Saturday - Draft 4, turned to Sunday but didn't finish as revising and editing doesn't seem to be my way. Villanelle Please leave it out, just cut the rain Inevitable as storm prediction Rested eyes see pressure builds pain Umbrella forgotten again and again Clear moments lead me to cling to fiction Please leave it out, just cut the rain In denial I'd rather consult a weather vane Lose faith in self, evaporate my conviction Yet rested eyes see pressure builds pain Fall into cliché of wishing not to complain Becoming I fear like unwanted subscription Please leave it out, just cut the rain Running to a shelter in the eye of the hurricane.... 11pm Friday - Draft 3 Cut the rain today is not the day I'm destroyed those are pebbles underfoot there's tilt but I'm not unsteady Evidence is clear as I let hazed eyes rest unfettered by storm they see me upright, standing not dropped to the ground Cut the wind and all weather leave me with this strength not to forget or repeat but always see clearly When pattering raindrops hung too long in the sky finally fall let them wake me up *************** 9:30pm Friday - Draft 2 Cut the rain I'm undecided if today is the day I'm destroyed perhaps there are pebbles underfoot and I'm not unsteady Evidence through hazed eyes unfettered by storm sees me upright not yet dropped to the ground Cut the wind and all weather leave me standing but not unforgetting of all I need to change When pattering raindrops start after they hung too long in the sky waking me up or drowning me out remind me I need shelter ***************** 9am Friday - Draft 1 Cut the rain I can't decide if I'm destroyed today Maybe I'm walking on pebbles, not unsteady The evidence I see Through unhazed eyes Unfettered by storm Is upright Not yet dropped to the ground Cut the wind and all weather Leave me standing But not unforgetting Of all I need to change For when pattering rain drops start After they hung too long in the sky and Wake me up or drown me out Re-mind me What I need to do About It all

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Date: 9/6/2024 9:46:00 PM
Choices, choices. I like the first one. I love this.
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Date: 9/6/2024 5:19:00 AM
WTDAIL...I think they call that "the book of life" that we all must write as we muddle through each day. Especially like the "After they hung too long in the sky" Line.
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Date: 9/6/2024 5:31:00 AM
Thanks John, have you got cool lingo I don't know? What's WTDAIL?

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