Blaine Strong


Rain Below Pain Above - Poem by Blaine Strong

I was dancing in the cool november rain, wishing all for sunshine. Wash away my pain.
Inching into dawns next pure prolific day, the extravagant, autumns decay.
Steam from the hot sandy road makes vision regretful, I'm dreading this long flight this eve of thanksgiving.
It was in all poets purity combined, that I was beginning to find, unity and destiny.
For all is building, once it was gone.
Humbled into the decaying pine needles beneath my dirt ridden feet, fleas gnawing at my torn bedsheets.
I find the answer above, grey loomy clouds pissing on my warm sweaty face.
I think it was home, a peaceful hearty place.

Topic(s) of this poem: fall


Comments about Rain Below Pain Above by Blaine Strong

  • Souren Mondal (11/30/2015 12:19:00 AM)


    'I find the answer above, grey loomy clouds pissing on my warm sweaty face.

    I think it was home, a peaceful hearty place.'

    Fine lines., . Another very interesting poem, and perhaps one of finest application of the word 'piss' I have seen in a long time.. Thanks Blaine..
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  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (11/25/2015 8:13:00 PM)


    Verily, a good description and
    imagery
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  • (11/25/2015 7:49:00 PM)


    love this! It's beautiful (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/25/2015 7:48:00 PM)


    Steam from the hot sandy road makes vision regretful, Very amazing expression shared here. The title of this poem is too interesting.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 25, 2015



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