Pythian Games

put on your track shoes and write the miles

Cool Rain

with 2 comments

Stepping out of the mist

Rising up from beneath my mountain

There drips the cool rain

Splattering the trees

Casting aspirations at me

Chilly my inner heat

Clouds bursting forth

Racing towards the sky

Here I am

Water slipping down my sides

As I stand gleaming

Burnished in the great moonlight

Warm skin

Made temperate

Just before I too

Leap from my mountain’s lair

Streaming forth

A musical air

dreamed by Raven TK

http://onthewrongsideofthemirror.wordpress.com/

Written by Tabitha Low

July 18, 2008 at 7:07 pm

Posted in A Poem a Day, RavenTK

2 Responses

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  1. Tangible yet intangible. So descriptive.

    Vi

    woodnymph

    July 18, 2008 at 7:12 pm

  2. Burnished in the great moonlight – great verb choice!

    kvwordsmith

    July 18, 2008 at 7:52 pm


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