|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Max Bouillet on 07/27/03 at 03:16 PM|
The imagery of the rain cleansing really made me think of baptism and about religion in general. Just couldn't tell if that was your intention. Great word flow, though. It was sort of spiritual and releasing for me.
|Posted by Lori I Wolfe on 07/27/03 at 03:25 PM|
I am sitting here reading your poem as the rain comes down outside my window ... Your words have a sweet cleansing effect to my soul ... wonderful poem.
|Posted by Christina Bruno on 07/28/03 at 03:45 AM|
sounds better than a confession booth but just as beautiful
|Posted by Jean Mollett on 07/28/03 at 05:24 AM|
Good one. Kinda sad, emotional. Yes, the rain kinda cleansy feeling to our soul. I like to hear it bouncing off things. If no rain, the flowers and trees, etc wouldn't grow. Give us such beauty and shade. Cool things down some too. Peace & Joy, Jean.
|Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 07/28/03 at 12:45 PM|
Does rain really make you feel better? When I'm really down in the dumps, I get annoyed at the rain ;)
I like the images you bring up
|Posted by David R Spellman on 07/28/03 at 01:29 PM|
I like the idea of being washed clean by the rain, inside and out. Some very good images in this one too.
|Posted by Matt Forget on 07/29/03 at 03:32 AM|
Makes me want to take a shower...hehe..j/k bud...nice job :)
|Posted by Melissa Arel on 07/30/03 at 02:22 PM|
The pureness of rain.. great work!
|Posted by Mara Meade on 07/31/03 at 12:59 PM|
I'll join you as you dance in the storm, Rommel! You captured the feelings very well.
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/02/03 at 09:05 PM|
Quite profound! Text well reflects its title. Kudos young buddy!!!
|Posted by Rhyana Fisher on 08/15/03 at 02:40 AM|
hmmm...not much a person for rainy days m'self. love a good thunderstorm to shake the world up tho...nature rebelling at it's own usual sunny, placid routine-ness.
funny, your poem isn't about that, but that's what it made me think of when i read it.
|Posted by JD Clay on 08/13/04 at 02:13 AM|
A purifying rendition of self-realization. Great metaphor, Rommel.