Nathaniel A.Wallace
Vancouver

Canvas Paintings

Rating: 5.0
We Rainy Days have a certain charm about us,
Our pitter-patter is like an orchestra
But We have more players, and instruments
And parts.
Just walk outside to see:
People pushing slowly – past
In and out of perception
And We will Wet you;
Should inconsistency show
Wet-eyed evidence – I swear:
We just – that’s how We fall.
Though wishes of kitschy light
Will shatter into a full gamut
Of thought... theories –
Of guesswork.
Of hate?
No, We do not:
Shining Sun, limelight, dispelling;
They herald our return,
Our “Thanks Ehyeh – come again! ” later
Perhaps the plenipotentiary
May present a portent,
A proposition?
As these structures are impervious –
They cannot be touched
They do not
React.
Yet We still can so:
Drink in our placid positions
As our blood churns this blue-green Earth
That’s blurring, dreary to adamantine
But palpably, perhaps, pool an acceptance... for
When it Rains, it pours.
Friday, February 5, 2010
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COMMENTS
Kee Thampi 24 November 2011
a tempor of a god recreation of mind That’s blurring, dreary to adamantine But palpably, perhaps, pool an acceptance... for When it Rains, it pours.
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Obinna Eruchie 20 February 2010
It is full of wonderful deep thoughts.
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James Mclain 17 February 2010
There is a good possibility we like doing it, but yet like this: The beverage thats our blood which is to the location which us is calm blue-green sea it's endurance vague terminations pickled fish as, it is hard was desolate. When the rain comes but, clearly probably, passing… Respect, it follows......iip cleverly written....
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Prince Obed de la Cruz 05 February 2010
wow.... so good.... really good
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