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Jon London Jul 2012
I heard a song
From within the rain
As it splashed against
My window-pane

Like a mystical bell
Casting a spell
I looked outside
While raindrops fell

Ripples of jingles
Guttering in song
As children in play
Went skipping along

Their faces a picture
In the beauty of nature
Laughing and jumping
In puddles together

Crystaline beads
Hugging the trees
As it slowly danced
To the musical breeze

Pavements of silver
Reflections of truth
Feeling the love
As the sun shone through

The skies ablaze
As the music fades
Where a touch of love
Now smiles above

In the beauty, born
From the rain.







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On the golden sands
Stallions of pure white run
Waves returning home



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Paint me a picture with the minimum of words.
Sing me a song through syllables and verbs.
Compose me a serenade with colourful verse.
Create me a dream with metaphor - but terse.
Somewhere my mind can escape through rhymes
where my heart can dance to your rhythmic lines.

Paint me an ocean with your deep penned emotion.
Add a little sun that will set me in motion.
Colour me a sky with shades of natural beauty,
so can I bathe in its splendour you've created for me.
Place me on a cloud so I can drift through your vision
and roam through the worlds that all poets imagine.




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Watching the snow fall
Brought memories of my youth
To weep in my hands




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A grey littered sky
With no harmony of birds
Summer in mourning



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Hues of lavender
Play peek-a-boo with soft clouds
Morning fun and games

Wake the sleeping sun
With songs from orchestral birds
Day starts on right note

Precious gold unfolds
With the warm caress of love
Flowers so fragrant

Entice the lone bee
With delectable perfume
Life sweet as honey






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Hues of rich scarlet
Gently touch the passing clouds
Pink swans sailing by
On lakes of soft magenta
As the sun sets in my glass.



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