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back into the rain
Contributed by
ming
on
Wednesday, 2nd May 2018 @ 04:48:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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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
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2018-05-02 16:48:22]
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Re: back into the rain
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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. |
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Re: back into the rain
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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. |
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Re: back into the rain
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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.
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Re: back into the rain
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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!
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Re: back into the rain
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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. |
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Re: back into the rain
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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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