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Luscious Life
 
Rain falling
Nature calling
Grass succulently sweet
Caressing weary aching feet
Sagging breasts once soft white petals
Glistening where rain drops settle
Neither Botox nor fancy creams
Can fulfil ethereal dreams
Open heart
Weeping sky
Dance naked
Learn to fly

Tricia 22/11/09
 

Rain

I follow a form of writing called Freefall (writing without a parachute) A Canadian woman, Barbara Turner Vesselago, travels around the world facilitating the Freefall Writer’s Workshops she nurtured into being. Barbara comes to Australia each year, and I look forward to this special week spent immersed in writing, learning and listening to the stories of other participants.
 
Our small writer’s group of four grew out of one of these workshops and we have been meeting monthly for over 4 years. This month we decided to revisit part 1 of a subscription series Barbara offers after completion of the first workshop. This morning I re-read the 19 page tutorial and was drawn by one of the writing prompts Barbara offered “Talk to me like the rain, and let me listen.” The following poem flowed almost faster than my fingers could find the keys. Hope you enjoy. (The only changes I have made are correcting a few spelling mistakes, spacing the poem, and giving it a title.)
 
Rain
 
Talk to me like the rain
And let me listen
As your words drip
Into the parchedness of my being
Nourishing me with the waters
Of your caring compassion
 
Opening myself to your life giving love
I feel the moisture
Of your breath as you speak
See buds opening
Petals expanding
Honey bees bringing pollen
 
Your sparkling eyes
Dewdrops on roses at break of day
Your love glistening on the rain speckled tarmac
Of my heart
Sweeping me up
In the flood waters of your love
 
When the waters
Drag your hands from mine
I continue to be nourished
By the knowing of you
And treasure the rain
That brought us together
 
Tricia 01/02/2012
 
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