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[aid] => mick
[title] => Drops on the Sill
[time] => 2004-12-31 15:22:46
[hometext] => the things we've missed
[bodytext] => Drops on the Sill When rain hides the sun from eyes in the woods I sit in my study and gaze to the clouds Has time merely stopped for to ponder my world Or is this a renewal to cleanse my regret As the grass bends its stalk to surrender for now The flowers be strong and move not at all Whispering winds blow leaves through the sky And where they light is the will of the breeze A rustle on the roof warns of the storm Its amplified might oh what shall it bring This for now be the quills of the rain Inside it wells and builds on itself As quills turn to daggers unsheathed to the soul Willows and cattails unbending and firm Release sober seeds to the will of the wind As the whim of this time a mystery unsolved The tea on the cart cool with leaves of to be And my feline friend wonders what we to do Books wait in silence to soon be unbound Pages of verse I’ve not gleaned for some time The swing on the porch moves to and fro Spinning its tales of those who have been And the carts in the street a blur in the mist A memory of how we all stroll on by Missing the nook or the glade long the road Darting swallows but a fleeting in the eye Sight of things which not move or even recalled The meal on the table is suddenly gone And we chart our course to the where we not know No sketch or outline the future to be Only whispers to deafness no sight to the eye And the rain drops remain on the sill by my side [comments] => 0 [counter] => 221 [topic] => 25 [informant] => newewe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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