Statements [Rain]

[Lane]

again..nothing reflects my life in this work, just thoughts

statement[1]

Come closer,

do you think of me

in your Winter rains,

grays touch the ocean.

Come sit,

my hands are warm

merely empty.

I reminisce,

incidental moments

remind me....you too?

the paths we walked are the same I`m sure,

void of our impressions.

Do you think of me

when the rains fall?

it`s been so long...



Well better go,

rain is passing.

Thought you might like to know

I think of you..

Rain is that way sometimes.



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Statement [2]

The wood has grayed

many years of weather,

fighting Winter, July boils,

and the rain.

Comfort on the old back-steps

twisted some, but sturdy.

Dark clouds move across

lighter shades,

or is it the world moving around

charcoal splashes.

Rain..doesn`t it seem searing at times.

I fought the day to bring me here,

the cold minutes spent alone...

No one to watch the rain.

"question my abilities..never my heart"

© Copyright 2011 Vincent

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