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CONDENSATION
The sullen sky cries for you,
a melody of rain on the roof.
Water will evaporate
and change its form,
the tears I cry
could turn into the drops
that fall softly against your window.
Your crimes,
washed away in the perfect rain.
CONDENSATION
The sullen sky cries for you,
a melody of rain on the roof.
Water will evaporate
and change its form,
the tears I cry
could turn into the drops
that fall softly against your window.
Your crimes,
washed away in the perfect rain.
~Jon Meredith
Jon, I've lost track of you, but your poetry never fails to move me.
4 comments:
Oh, wow... This one almost seems perfect to me.
I love it!
Stunning. I love it. And the photo just fits perfectly.
Quid,
Thank you for sharing Jon's excellent poem!
I know that I have said this before: he is such a remarkable poet (and I respect him).
Raven
Raven...
and I miss him as well.. lost him in the Pearlsoup demise. I keep thinking about him out there, bumping into one wall after another.
quid
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