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Author Name: Freestormwolf 7 Comments
Date Added: April 24, 2010 08:04:56 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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He comes to me in thunder ;
But also in the sacred dawn
bringing light, always.
Sometimes in the heavy weight
of summer rain. Bending greenery,
dipping down with rivulets
of water.
Soul sustenance
in my arid world.

In silence of shadows he whispers
words of love that make
me blossom like the May
Flowering Cherry.

I feel him in the bark of
the Horse Chestnut and later
in the gold leaves which speak
of unfulfilled yearning.
In star-time we share  
indigo dreams. There is intuited melody
within us and I blend with him
in flawed, loving perfection.


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  (The Rattles were perfect!)

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Comment By: PremiumDan J. Mazurek on August 30, 2010 12:26:17 PM Report
woven imagery transported me.


Comment By: FreeTristan on April 27, 2010 11:38:52 AM Report
A beautifully woven tapestry of images that saturate the senses -- the elegant descriptions are endless: sacred dawn, silence of shadows, whispered love, unfulfilled yearning and flawed imperfection. All together, your five senses explode into the sixth sense of intuited melody.  Where dreams and reality collide, there is poetry.  Thank you.  Tristan
Comment By: FreeTanya Harrison on April 24, 2010 06:02:33 PM Report
I love the image of the flowering cherry trees and indigo dreams. Alison your poem is heavenly.  Great job as usual. Hope all is well with you.
Comment By: PremiumMary Lou Allen on April 24, 2010 02:01:21 PM Report
Also, what Travis said.


Also, into favs.

Comment By: PremiumMary Lou Allen on April 24, 2010 02:00:22 PM Report
Yes. Well...yes. It makes me want to run out in the rain, shake some rattles and holler, "YES! THANK YOU, FATHER!"


Thanks, Ali. I needed that. ML

Comment By: FreeCeeCee on April 24, 2010 12:09:26 PM Report
Absolutely beautiful imagery, rhythm, and use of assonance and consonnance sounds, Ali x.  Thank you again for sharing your skill and beauty on this sight.



Comment By: FreeJennifer on April 24, 2010 09:31:05 AM Report
A love for mother nature? Or a love of a lost one? Either way love is apparent. Maybe a love for God. I can see this poem working its magic in many different directions.  Ali this is soft yet powerful! Thanks for sharing!


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