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Passing Weather

Passing Weather

A Poem by mysticgmekeepr

Well
What do you think
When the river runs
Raging and roaring?
When the subtle
Is not so subtle at all...
It's a glaring madness
of hidden meaning.
What do you think
When the promise bursts
With realities rose:
Scar, thorn, petal and feather...
The storms are just
The passing weather.

© 2013 mysticgmekeepr



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whispering the hugest amen i can muster

Posted 4 Years Ago


really nice rhyming and a most engaging poem, well done

Posted 4 Years Ago



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Added on April 14, 2013
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mysticgmekeepr
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I am a woman and a child, an adolescent in an older persons shell, an ancient in a child's disguise, a mystery and a metaphor, opposites and contradictions, swirling waters and peace. more..

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