poetry, rainsong, voices
September 22, 2008 at 9:55 pm Leave a comment
rainsong
i have stood
on hillsides, staring
at hills
half-hidden through
the rain, the mist
(the mountains
are hidden today).
some things
still clear, the distant rendered obscure
some reminiscent shadowshape…
i have few words to say. The world
is but a word.
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Glenn
Entry filed under: philosophy, poetry. Tags: poetry, poetry from voices, rainsong, voices.
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