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she rains a white storm
by Glenn Curriershe rains a white storm
calls a prayer
to walk in her glow,
wear her gleaming halo,
breathe the freshness
in her roaring surf,
wrap me in her sarong -
windswept, swirling along ,
reaching for the poles
of angst and loneliness,
caressing the milky way
of Light between them
tucked safely away within me.
she rains a white storm
into my soul
sets me free of fallow
beckons me
merge and voyage with her.
hello moon
01/27/2002 Posted on 01/27/2002
Copyright © 2025 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/03/03 at 05:20 PM A very peaceful and reassuring read on a Friday lunch break. :o) |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/04/06 at 04:10 AM Definitely one of the most creative poems I've read recently about the moon and its influence on our lives. Just marvelous. |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 11/10/11 at 09:45 PM what a fantastic read! makes me long for the night |
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