Hey all!

Wow, this has been quite some time since I've been here. Grease in the first term took all my time and now we moved into a new house still haven't got internet, not even a phone line.... sheesh.

But I'm surviving, hehe. Got a lot new deviations that I wan't to add, but that must wait until I get proper internet.

Here is a poem I wrote, about how when the rain comes it cleanses everything:

REBORN

Droplets skitterd over the eaves
as the tink-a-tink dopplered into the distance.
Clarity rolled over the struggling leaves
while the cleansing continued and made the soil mince.

Although gloomy clouds and thundering roars
brought a grey depression,
it echoes with our mourns
and ends with a surprising confession.

The sweet sour smell of seen rain
and birds re-emerging to continue follies
and earthworms climbing back into earth's weathered mane
we reborn, like a new born, under a new leash.

A leash that once was only equidistant
from you heart and eyes and perceiving imagination
that missed that your sensing life had been dirtied.

When the rain comes, we reborn, like a new born,
enlarging the noose to a brighter born vision.


Hope you enjoyed it!