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Covet the Rain (2 Viewers)

Darkkin

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Covet the Rain


Curse the light, the starbright these mortals seek—
Relentless are the rays that stray across the face
of the living stone, home to the weary, the weak…

Light upon their faces, warmth traced over skin.
And they revel, relish, indulge and so will burn.
I covet it, call, dance and daily pray for it again.

I covet as I call to clearest, deepest virgin skies
Hear me, ethereal element of the cursed, Cain—
bring the darkness, your ominous billows rise…

Soften the burn, the pain of a starbright blaze.
Even as the ancient evergreen smoke and char
I covet, cry at unblemished, crystalline days—

Affix the sins in withered bark, a sooted mar
the mark of the covetous, that human failing
that leaves the face with the livid, living scar.

Bones of innocence sacrificed to wild Cain
when he would not heed the calls, the dance
to free his element to quash starbright pain.

But it is not for a savage, smoldering char
I covet that brutal element of fabled Cain—
but for rough young knuckles, an old scar…

I covet for green infant hills, driftless dells
of the once denuded face of reef born stone.
Old growth taken, graceful giants all felled.

My bruised knuckles of wilderness untried,
unlike those legends that for millennia stand,
they, tried by fire and found worthy. So I cry.

Cain, like you, I too covet. What I covet…
naught but fresh, precious torrents: Rain.
 
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PiP

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Another beautiful poem packed with imagery and clever internal rhyme.

i also covet rain rain like others covet sunshine.
 

Gumby

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Co-Owner
Lovely, this part especially, for me.


But it is not for a savage, smoldering char
I covet that brutal element of fabled Cain—
but for rough young knuckles, an old scar…

I covet for green infant hills, driftless dells
of the once denuded face of reef born stone.
Old growth taken, graceful giants all felled.
 

rcallaci

Staff member
Administrator
I think this is one of your best... you have so many good ones it's hard to choose. First off your use of rhyme is brilliant as always, but the subject matter is warm to my heart. The dark tone in this piece is delicious. The anger at mankind ' Cains curse' is palatable.

An extraordinary piece from an extraordinary poet.

warmest
bob
 
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