(! ! ! !) After The Drought Poem by Alice Cuenca

(! ! ! !) After The Drought

Rating: 3.4


...and the earth
embraces the first rain,
that unlocks the sweet and sour
smell of sod's spore

a steady driblet
synced with pain
of growing spirit.

eyes bursting in fury
as tracks unfold...

(the unholy residues folded in dreams
are roadblocks to freedom)

in the midst
the rain lingers...
and the earth is left
in its own volition

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Afzal Shauq 03 May 2010

quite inspiring one..loved it

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Antonio Liao 06 January 2010

hope against hope. a promise of afterglow...a wisdom of victory amidst the world of change of all entities...i love to read, so fascinating picture of events... God bless, a 10 +++++

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Yolanda Taclap 07 November 2009

i like your choice of words..i am touched by your poem.

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Antonio Liao 07 November 2009

exquisite, and indeed a very thought provoking poem... keep on writing candice..gave you a ten.

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Ric Bastasa 06 November 2009

nindot... pakpak...dies

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