No 1 – ‘The Rain’ series
I fell asleep in the rain,
And my fears washed away,
Like drops in the ocean,
And a veil of sea spray,
I was cleansed in the languor,
Of its molten lagoon,
Drowning in the freedom,
Of a liquescent cocoon,
When I opened my eyes,
And I saw things anew,
I knew who’d be waiting,
I knew it was you.
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Helen, I say this in all honesty. That is the most beautiful thing I have read here in an age. I really mean it.
Get out of here… but thanks for the comment though, it means a lot especially from a man of your talents 🙂
I meant it. And if you’re referring to my only talent (getting tangled in headphone cables) I have just practised it.
If you fell, I hope someone laughed, I’d hate to miss an opportunity to laugh at someone else’s misfortune 😉
If I did, I’d do the same thing about a minute later because that’s the kind of klutz I am LOL
Thats stunning, really lovely a defo for my scrapbook memory blog x
Thank you, I’m a bit prolific at the min, with me its either all or nothing, lol 🙂
LOL its passion!!
Reblogged this on Justine's scrapbook and commented:
beautiful poem
The rhythm of this is perfect, darling. JUST perfect. And the words so lovely. The whole thing is wonderful, but this part: was cleansed in the languor,/Of its molten lagoon,/Drowning in the freedom,/Of a liquescent cocoon, — just speaking it aloud, with all those Ls and O sounds, followed by the fricative cocoon — it’s like swishing the best wine around your mouth. You are getting really good at this.
I think I write just to get one of your fab comments 😉
Oh so Lovely 🙂 Thank You for this Beautiful Inspiration today.
Happy Friday~
Thank you, and you’re more than welcome 🙂
I love the picture your words formed in my head. Thank you for sharing your work with us.
This could be a song… so lovely.