Short, sweet, imagery, freestyle. About remembering. One of my favorite topics.


A lone man walks in the rain

A lone man walks in the rain
Alone but not in spirit
He dances and she smiles
They are dancing again
Swirling, waltzing, close to her form
Love revived, memory renewed
The lightning their light
And the thunder their applause
A lone man walks in the rain



Poetry by Zachary P. B.
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Written on 2006-07-14 at 05:39

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Kathryn Walsh
Very nice! I like how your work makes me feel. Great imagery. I especially like the part about the thunder being thier applause.
Katt
2006-07-16


andrea
aw thats a sweet poem
the imagery is exquisite
goodjob!
2006-07-14