Joe Freeman

(Newport Beach, CA)

Earths Procreation


I love precipitation, procreation of the earth

The subtle, humble pitter-patter absorbed into the dirt

It is the seed that gives the seed the strength it needs to grow

It nourishes my melancholy mood when i feel low

It stirs within a gentle strength, a piece of mind at ease

Peace of mind is hard to find this day in age indeed

I take it as it comes and given back begins to rise

As rain & clouds depart the sun again will reign the skies

Submitted: Tuesday, June 19, 2012

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I was driving in the rain and these lines came to me. I pulled over in a Hooters parking lot and wrote it on a paper bag. Most inspired i've been to date

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