The rain outsideA Poem by Anti PhalanxI took a gander out of my window, Blissfully making observation of
distorted image of the tree outside, All colour muted by the thickness of
the rain.
I sat motionless, Succumbed by the bliss that is taking
part in the absence of activity, Stuck in my elation.
Frozen in time. © 2013 Anti Phalanx |
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Added on November 4, 2013 Last Updated on November 4, 2013 Tags: mini saga bliss tranquility rain AuthorAnti PhalanxSolihull, West Midlands, United KingdomAboutProfessional Hobbyist. I live in a box. It is my box. I like my box. I like to peak out of it once in a while & feel glad about not peaking out of it so often. It's a rather nice box. more..Writing
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