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Poem: A Rainy Day

Updated on August 9, 2012

The Washing Away of What is Known

The World Cries As It Rains

A rainy day, washing the evidence of the universe away.

but one morsel remains

the embodiment of decay juxtaposed such that it has

the power to contaminate, or maybe not?

Good might circumvent its descent upon the world

but is that enough?

Can it be enough?

We move past our needs, entering into the realm of want....

Dare we trespass?

The intersection is before us; it is distantly foggy.

Yet still within reach

weariness plagues us

and we are mindful of the amorphous dark markings

the kind that makes one stray

What offering is asked?

And in what currency?

Ah, the tests that shatter, the tests that define, they are humbling as they move

quanta intentionally along.

So, what say you free will? What choice is to be?

Emancipation or enslavement---a guttural plea....?

Robin Grosswirth

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    Deborah Brooks Langford 4 years ago from Brownsville,TX

    this is to awesome.. I am sharing on facebook so everyone can read this.

    excellent poem

    Debbie

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    Robin Grosswirth 4 years ago from New York

    Thanks again, Debbie. I am so touched....

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    breakfastpop 4 years ago

    I am so delighted I found you on hubpages. Your work is powerful and thought provoking. Welcome to hubpages. This piece is voted up and awesome!

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    Robin Grosswirth 4 years ago from New York

    Thank you so very much for taking the time to read my work. I will read yours as well. Just getting my bearings here.

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    50 Caliber 4 years ago from Arizona

    An interesting piece, to say the least, the price it seems is always there, the situation of comparisons side by side in measure of how much we want to buy. Paying with bits of our soul or perhaps sacrificing our integrity or public appearance for a taste of a want unknown as to make up and effect, seems I can apply this to much I've lived through.

    I find it quite brilliant and it falls on the discretion of the reader as to how deep and how much of what we have sought that was needless to our lives.

    Quite strange to me these days,

    Voted up and useful as well as interesting as it captured my thought for a time and I will jump back and vote my style to contemplate and pass most things but wait for all that are not truly needs, for today,

    Peace,

    dust

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    Robin Grosswirth 4 years ago from New York

    Analysis of a piece always goes to the reader or viewer. We all write to evoke some morsel of emotion in the audience we present our art to. I am so very pleased that this piece in particular summoned up so much thought within you.

    We are forever tested daily--which choice, turn, road or pathway you take matters (and need v want).

    Peace back at ya.

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    sweethearts2 4 years ago from Northwest Indiana

    Your poetry is very thought provoking. I find that I need to return as they seem to summon me back. Your Ode to a Sentient Life keeps drawing me back to reread and listen and yet I feel inadequate to leave a comment. There is so much power in what you write. Voted up and awesome.

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    Robin Grosswirth 4 years ago from New York

    Thank you so very much! I write from the heart and from the depths of my soul.

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