Amanda Sullivan Poet Etheree

Rain

 Rain,
wet, cold,
tiny little molecules,
almost shaped like tagpoles,
clear, yet shades of blue,
pelting down as if almost new,
breathtaking from the grey smoking chimney view,
roaring winds sweep through the rear choking smog,
enchanting, yet behold misery, frustration, panic, eagerness run through,
back away, back away, from your rear window in situ. 

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Ann Roske September 17, 2012 at 11:51 AM Wonderful picutre of a rainy day - enjoyed this very much. Amanda Sullivan September 17, 2012 at 12:32 PM Hi Ann, thank you for your kind comment, I really am glad you enjoyed it xx <3

Carol Sunshine Brown April 23, 2012 at 4:59 AM A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Amanda. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love, Carol Amanda Sullivan October 23, 2012 at 9:58 AM Ty xx

Katie Telling April 22, 2012 at 8:18 PM I like the imagery here! Well done! Amanda Sullivan October 23, 2012 at 9:59 AM Ty xx

Prince Ekpemandu April 22, 2012 at 1:33 PM nice piece Amanda Sullivan October 23, 2012 at 9:59 AM Ty xx

Anne-Lise Andresen April 22, 2012 at 12:37 PM Alot of rain.....after rain comes the sun ! Well written Amanda, thank you. - oxox love Anne-Lise Amanda Sullivan October 23, 2012 at 9:59 AM Ty xx

Shelley Murray-Foreman April 22, 2012 at 12:23 PM That's really nice. Puts me in mind of the chimney sweep scene from Mary Poppins! Amanda Sullivan October 23, 2012 at 9:59 AM Aww Ty Shelley xx :)