Echoes

Crystal beeds of water, unstained by colour Smiled upon, by an all-seeing eye Silently, they trickle down the glass pane Devoid of hue, but imbued with character Some move quickly Some pace timidly This one, is a "rebellious" soul Alas, just a spark in an unrelenting storm This one, is an "introverted" soul Alas, just a teardrop in an infinite sea This one, is an "aimiable" soul Alas, just a speck in a clearly endless void And this one, is a "free-reining" soul Or at least, so he proclaimed So he proclaimed...

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Desiree Wytcherley

Date: 2/9/2016 6:01:00 AM

Love this style!

Paul Callus

Date: 1/26/2016 3:06:00 PM

I enjoyed your creativity, Michael; lovely content and contemplative feeling. // paul

Dalia Shahein

Date: 12/27/2015 1:18:00 PM

Welcome to the poetry soup my friend with this spectacular poem , I'll always be free to help if u need anything anytime...Merry Christmas and happy new year...hugs / / :)

Michael Whatley
Date: 12/30/2015 5:42:00 AM

Many thanks Dalia for reading Hope you had a great Christmas too!

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 12/21/2015 1:33:00 PM

A masterful poem my friend... the metaphor of rainwater is well articulated. They might almost be tears since they are given an emotional value, BRAVO my friend! Best wishes, Keith PS WELCOME TO THE SOUP!

Michael Whatley
Date: 12/30/2015 5:41:00 AM

I was inspired by some bright red traffic lights, shining through the raindrops on the bus window - then I combined this with the concept. Thanks very much Keith for reading!