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Rain - Sandor Weores


The rain is pounding away at the rusty eves Twirling, sliding bubbling foam well that's rain.

You too, and I should walk now as free as that on cloud, on air, the medow and the vapour roads.

Move around up there and here below like this liquid thing flowing into human life on rooftops and on shoes.


I read this poem in a study break and found it to be so beautiful that I had to write it down, the way he describes rain as this liquid thing that flows into human lives... beautiful!




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A Code Poem For The French Resistance - Leo Marks


The life that I have is all that I have And the life that I have is yours.

                         The love that I have of the life that I have
                                          Is yours and yours and yours.

                                          A sleep I shall have
                                          A rest I shall have,
                                          Yet death will be but a pause,
                                          For the peace of my years in the long green grass
                                          Will be yours and yours and yours.



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They Say - Ben Okri


They say Love grows When the fear of death Looms.

                                                 They say
                                                 Courage looms
                                                 When the fear
                                                 Of never loving again
                                                 Disappears
                                                 In the smell of the enemy
                                                 Who crushes us so much
                                                 We can only fight.

                                                 Love and courage grow together
                                                 When the flesh is rawest
                                                 And the spirit charged.
                                                 And distorted within the nightmare
                                                 We see the possibility
                                                 Of a future.



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