Poem -

Rain Fell Dry

Rain Fell Dry

The Rain Fell
Dry
Images
held captive
in the mind
of a Poet
who's ink
lay
motionless
waiting
for theĀ 
medicine
to settle
in

soon.....

soothing
words
will flow
through
the fingers
SeducingĀ 
tranquility
to transpire

leaving theĀ 
reader
to partake
in
a
literary communion
allowing
the reader
and author
to become
one
to
poetic
prose

peace
love
becomes
the editor
and publisher
for theĀ 
world toĀ 
see

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author
Being Me

Is this you or the whiskey talking? Only kidding. Seriously though, this is a poem many (who enjoy writing) can relate to ? x

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author
Pratibha Savani

Great write. I love the layed out structure and mention of u the poet and author and the reader in this ?

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author
Marion

Looks like the ink is starting to flow again Greg, along with the whiskey( Welsh for whisky Barry?)nice write ?

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