Photo from flickr.com
melancholia bathes
in a bracing cold rain
briskly tingling with
freshening ionized air
but the cleansing
won’t reach
underneath and within
well-bruised skin
can’t revivify
withered black bones
of too many necrotic
stilled summers
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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Poesy plus Polemics 
Nice mix of decay and beauty….I love autumn, but I like this as well….and the image is great of course
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much appreciated
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This is beautiful! I really enjoy a good rain.
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thanks kindly
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The autumn leaves of red and gold…
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a most poetic season – good for song lyrics, too
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i love your personification of the autumn spirit so dark. i always see this experience of the autumn dying as something beautiful and dark all at once, and i love how you made it so.
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I greatly appreciate your thoughtful comment
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I like “freshening ionized air” and the image you chose. It’s perfect. This is an individual portrayal of fall, and I like it a lot.
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thanks dearly, Maggie
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We just had some rain and bluster…. great imagery, Paul, but I’m sad for the personal note within.
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the struggle carries on, dear friend
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Yes I know–it’s good comfort that we’re not alone, even with our fellow sojourners who are strangers.
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perfect as always. it was even better coz can smell the rain in the air today, hope it actually rains
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thanks kindly, trish
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what a lovely photo!!!
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alas, it is not my own – borrowed from the internet
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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I agree entirely with ‘writingthebody’ on this poem. Great stuff.
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thanks, mike
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actually raining right now here in London. just a nice summer rain….not the super downpours we have so often anymore. love this piece of work Paul.
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glad you enjoyed it, Roger
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Reblogged this on muddled musings of a mangled mind.
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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tigthly wound two concepts, I will this long after I have read it
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much appreciated, Ryan
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sorry for the spellings, in a hurry 🙂
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