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The Tearstained Window

A summer rain arrived, unwelcome, cold and unannounced,
Spattering softly then louder, as if a hidden tiger had pounced.
I stared out of the window pane as the world turned silver-black,
With distorted reflections of lights from the thunder flash and crack.

A face stares back from the window, captured in each rain bead,
Like a fragmented, displaced reflection of a soul clinging to a need.
They wriggle down the window pane, as if searching for a course,
Like a hidden memory surfacing, loosening a mighty natural force.

Each bead a broken part of me or perhaps a fragment of my soul,
As it clings to the window pane, fighting and crashing as they roll.
Some they merge together as lover warriors against the world,
But they tumble fall to nothing as more raindrops are unfurled.

They softly flow away together, their identities lost from view,
Leaving the world so refreshed, fragrant as early morning dew
An order and a reason, portrayed so assured and so intense,
Rests behind its demeanour, its nature, is not an offence.                      

What of the different parts of me that are lost upon the pane?
They are washed away to nothingness and purified by the rain!  

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 9/4/2013 6:00:00 PM
Well said Seosamh, Tremendously one of your best. a sad and lost descriptive feeling , thanks for the read...SKAT
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Seosamh De Burca
Date: 9/7/2013 6:28:00 AM
Thank you for your kind and generous comments on my poem.
Date: 8/12/2013 7:20:00 PM
Seosamh this is such a detailed takes you right in there ....very nice....muuchhhhh better than my poem but it does remind me of I think the very first poem I posted on soup in January called shattered are very talented...
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Seosamh De Burca
Date: 8/20/2013 11:13:00 AM
Thank you so much for our very kind words on my poem. I would not agree that my poem being better then yours. Just different, might be a better description. Each of us here try to see things from many different angles and use many different styles to get there. I get great pleasure from reading many peoples work seeing how they construct their poems, their styles, layouts, vocabulary etc. Your poems are among the works I get to read often. Keep up the great work.
Date: 7/6/2013 10:30:00 AM
This is amazing. I can relate to this. I just loved it. My first poem that ever got published was called ( Rain ) Thanks for sharing this with us and also for reading ( Because I Loved you ) Many blessings.... Lucilla
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Seosamh De Burca
Date: 7/9/2013 1:46:00 PM
Such a kind comment I really appreciate it, thank you for taking the time to read. :)