Rainwater

[FunGuy]

Hey ya'll. I'm curious what you think and if it is too Cummingsish. Thanks, peace.


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Rainwater

Isn’t it fragrantly delicious (lavender and butterscotch) when the rain lets up?

drops still dribble off the trees canyons in leaves collecting pools of

fresh
rainwater.

Blowing pulls (loose leaves from tall trees)
so brooms won’t have to.

Vision blurred (spots of Spring on the windshield) and I press the gas pedal
, perfumed aspirations of oxygen gas and spittle ,


(now pregnant) buds blooming bursting splitting open

to start slurping (not swallowing) and eventually
drenched (not stopping) in dew:

quenched

by the belated April showers (it is May now, soon it will be June).


Throat parched, eyes dry, so I slow and do pause—just to press my lips,

into a kiss

giving freedom to a stream a few wet drips licking leaves just

to take

a

long, lubricious

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[FunGuy]

i just saw how it got posted. it doesn't look as it should. if you find it interesting drop me an email or reply and i'll send you the word doc so you can really read it. thanks.

 

[plazma]

Damn!

Well, I quite like this work, as its got a very different flavour to the vast majority of poems that get posted here. I heartily approve and found it very enjoyable to read, thanks for posting!

-plaz out-