A Slow Rumble, No Release
by anne cunningham
Friday, June 21, 2002
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The sky is a swollen sponge,
the ground is begging for it,
but the atmosphere teases,
not ready to give it up yet.
Day breaks, suffices to say,
here is some noise at dawn,
look at this great pink-blue
morning lightening show --
-- and now ...
... Here comes the sun again,
no wind, rain, relief or shade,
the storm I'm craving deep,
rips like hunger in my belly.
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| Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart |
9/29/2002 |
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| I love storms, too. Love watching them and even running through them sometimes. |
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| Reviewed by Amor Sabor |
7/7/2002 |
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| Excellent imagery Anne!! All beautiful verses |
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| Reviewed by Melissa Rives |
7/4/2002 |
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| This was excellent with brilliant imagery! |
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| Reviewed by Fritz Barnes |
6/25/2002 |
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| Another storm lover! God job, and love the picture too. |
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| Reviewed by Josephine Bohen |
6/22/2002 |
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hungry for rain, excellently crafted
josie |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
6/22/2002 |
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Nice imagery!
Sandie Angel :o) / May Lu $*_*$ |
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| Reviewed by Lori Moore |
6/22/2002 |
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| Love the last stanza. Excellent poem. |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
6/22/2002 |
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| very absorbing ;) well written poem... |
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| Reviewed by Gone Gone (Reader) |
6/21/2002 |
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| So feed it! haha, just kidding. This was a wonderful write. And I love the photo as well. Ahh, the country. There's no place like home. Plus, the thunder just doesn't rumble as well if you live under the city lights. There's no echo. |
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| Reviewed by Linda Hill |
6/21/2002 |
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| Great write, Anne..I LOVE storms as I have written a few about them also! |
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| Reviewed by Marilyn Seray |
6/21/2002 |
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| Excellent write. |
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