Looking Out the Window

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Looking Out the Window

The patter of rain rants all day
Gloomy mist beyond the view
Blurs the advancement's grayish hue
Creating a ruse and thus deceiving
What the eyes think they're perceiving.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

laurahadarau’s Poems (27)

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A Longing for the Past 0
Worth It 0
Last Glimpse 2
watching storms 0
Renewed 0
Winter 0
Tranquil Fury 2
All 0
Abandoned 3
Long I’ve Tried to Escape 2
Idea of Sorts 0
Three Steps of Life 0
The Holy Place 0
Walk the Walk 1
Regrets 0
Retorical Questions 0
Lost Love 1
Consructive Verses II 0
Constructive Verse I 1
Change Me 0
Control 0
Secrets 0
Struggles 0
The Pillar of Life 0
Looking Out the Window 0
Bliss 1
Hypocracy on Stage 1