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Array ( [sid] => 185089 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => back into the rain [time] => 2018-05-02 16:48:22 [hometext] => False face must hide what the false heart doth know.~ William Shakespeare [bodytext] => where the illusion
of solid things
blur

and the high sing
of madness tingles
the fingers

while the blank eyes
and pasted smile number
gives its all

the real is soaked away
into wet shadows
without answers. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 73 [informant] => ming [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
back into the rain

Contributed by ming on Wednesday, 2nd May 2018 @ 04:48:22 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract



where the illusion
of solid things
blur

and the high sing
of madness tingles
the fingers

while the blank eyes
and pasted smile number
gives its all

the real is soaked away
into wet shadows
without answers.




Copyright © ming ... [ 2018-05-02 16:48:22]
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Re: back into the rain (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 3rd May 2018 @ 03:14:46 PM AEST
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The last stanza intrigues me.
Rain is good at soaking away your troubles too.


Re: back into the rain (User Rating: 1 )
by Durango on Friday, 4th May 2018 @ 10:54:18 PM AEST
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Synthetic is all around us.
Makes us appreciate the real even more.


Re: back into the rain (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Saturday, 5th May 2018 @ 07:40:11 PM AEST
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How do we know reality from imitation when the latter is so convincing? This raises the question of how we draw the line, and I am left to consider more carefully the criteria I use to tell the difference.
The last stanza is an awesome summary of your thoughts on the topic.
softerware


Re: back into the rain (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 6th May 2018 @ 07:39:36 AM AEST
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So this, the real you mention,
becomes open dialogue, realness
They say this world is a mirage, windswept
over the horizon, where upon the flat plains
lie the suns light in broad day

when the moonlit in the morning sits
questions madness sees it with its own
eyes seeking close proximity

from afar you turn the light off
And try to obstruct the sun

this only one blowing kisses
is so hard to see in the day

there is nobody to blame
but the truth

when it rains it gets
dark
when it snows hard there is more contrast
you can see forever

farther
Peace!








Re: back into the rain (User Rating: 1 )
by kdizzy279 on Sunday, 13th May 2018 @ 03:38:04 PM AEST
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We all wear a mask; hiding our true identities..very nice poem, i enjoyed it.


Re: back into the rain (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Tuesday, 15th May 2018 @ 06:25:30 PM AEST
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Ever is it so. Well constructed content.

Invierno




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