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                                         Raging War and anger, as tears fall. 

The Naked brazen placid blue
Meets its foe the dark forbidding nemeses
Who unleashes his growing anger and fury
Obliterating and defeating his enemy
Proclaims a victory and unrolls his miserable shroud
With utter contempt
And spews his venom
Impregnating his virgin haraam

Now expecting
His deflowered concubines
Grow bigger and heavier
Until their waters burst
Showering the flooded ground below
Casting ovaline glassy silvery opaque globules 
In profusion splosh and splash
As they explode as tiny bombs
Upon a relentless air raid
Pitter patter 
Distributing its flow

Into small expanding mirrored pools
And bleeding artery streams

The sodden earth turns to sticky mud and slippery sludge
Animals and critters had taken cover
The songstress remain silent among lofty trees
And fold their wings
polished glossy damp leaves
The drizzle makes them bob up and down
The pungent damp earthy stench permeates 
The polluted air

Steadily the rage of the vengeful victor
Cools down 
His cup spiled and empty
Weakens his dominance and prowess
The powerful Sun
Executes the now vulnerable helpless Victor
Consigned to his demise
The now beaming slayer
The dark shrouding cloak
Folded up and thrown away
Until war breaks out once more


                             
                                  Lberation and transformtion.
     
      
Suddenly out of the blue
The warming smiling sun expands its rays
Drys the soddened forsaken ground below
Bursts back to life in a blaze of glory
The rain has had it's reign 
The artistic creator God
Paints multi ultra coloured arches
Peeping through dull grey
A reminder about the flood

The prolific leaves lose their sheen and gleam
The watered flowers open their hearts once more
Giving a beautiful vibrant showy display
The little mirrors have misted over
Their reflection gone
And the sundried puddles
Just empty cups

The chirpy birds unfold their wings once more
Leave the shelter of their covert cosy nests
Steepleing high on a tendril 
The birds are now joyous 
Breakout twitters warbles and trills
In celebration with jubilation 
And appreciation

The animals and critters 
Come out of their hiding places  
Fluttering tissue paper painted Ladies
Dance a midair sweet ballet

Shrews and tiny harvest mice
Sup drops of rain from Buttercup's

Snails with their attached
Slither and slide at a steady pace
Leaving behind silver trails behind
The worms from underground
Come up to see what is going on
Sleepy Dormice awake
Stretch yawn and stretch
Within their cosy warm nest

The soothing warm tickling breeze
Stires the summer adorn frocks
Caressed shivering gently
To and throw 
Bluebells ring their bells
Daffodils play their trumpets
Texas Bluebonnet flowers display their beauty in profusion 
Vibrant carpets of lush green grassy 
Bejewelled idle meadows
Sweep across valleys steepling tor pleasant boarded pastures and Vale

The winding weaving snaking brook River and silver ribbons 
Of wavering tassels streams
Now replenished.

Inspired, by my talented poet friends on this site.
And one in particular the amazing, talented friend in Texas
Texas Bluebonnets are stunning,
But don't make me wear one.
  







  



















 







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Date: 3/31/2024 10:16:00 AM
Your imagery is fabulous Pete as you once again weave a tale so bold and poignant with your brilliant words Pete. I mirror my neighbor Sara in her comments about contrast and effectiveness. :)
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Date: 3/29/2024 11:53:00 AM
Dear peter, this is impressive and impeccable, so many descriptive lines throughout and the way youv painted imagery as well as your use of metaphors truly is so very artistic and unique, some of the most interesting and clever lines that stood out the most for me are the ones where youve mentioned concubines and virgin haraam. Clever wordplay. And i love the ending the most! Soulfully divine and magical imagery! Pleasure reading this. Sending you light
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Date: 3/29/2024 9:31:00 AM
Hello, Pete; I liked how your poem explores the interplay between nature's forces and human emotions. Your explicit imagery and evocative language create a visceral experience, immersing me in the intensity of the elements and the complexities of human triumph and vulnerability. I also liked the transformation from rage to renewal which is beautifully depicted, offering a poignant reflection on the cyclical nature of life and the enduring power of resilience. - Well Done! - Blessings, Daniel
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Date: 3/29/2024 11:24:00 AM
Hey Daniel. Thank you much my talented friend. So glad you enjoyed it. I've only finished it. Took all day. I'm really grateful. Your replies are sheer poetry too. I was inspired by you, and fellow poets on here. You opened my eyes, to how artful poetry can be. I'll never aspire to your 'High standards'. I could never reach your planet.Take my friend, Pete.

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