Nathaniel A.Wallace

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Canvas Paintings - Poem by Nathaniel A.Wallace

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.


Comments about Canvas Paintings by Nathaniel A.Wallace

  • (11/24/2011 7:32:00 PM)


    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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  • (2/20/2010 6:28:00 AM)


    It is full of wonderful deep thoughts. (Report) Reply

  • Is It Poetry (2/17/2010 4:02:00 PM)


    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....
    (Report) Reply

  • Prince Obed de la Cruz (2/5/2010 9:53:00 PM)


    wow.... so good.... really good (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 5, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, May 3, 2010


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