This is the poem from where the blog's name was lifted. I've unconsciously/subconsciously thought about it and was reminded that it was a poem. Apparently, my girlfriend presented it as one of her favorites written by a local writer in one of her English subjects and our classmates teased her about it repeatedly reads rain which rhymes with my name....
we have all trundled down
glabrous
slopes
of futility:
where giants woods
(from which
d
a
n
g
l
e
twines of thought one swings from
serially, mischievously, Tarzan-like)
give way to
endless
miles
of desiccation.
where now,
never-known and never-reached,
desolate
ideas brown themselves ugly,
dead
clumps of soil
the rain forgot.
believe me.
we have all felt parched.
we have all lifted callused hands
up to the sky,
chanting self-consciously:
rain me thoughts,
rain me words,
rain me a river of reason.
©2003 by Karen Pioquinto
1 comment:
hey ranie, it's karen. the "poet" you borrowed the line from. hey, i just wanted to say, it's an amazing thing, the internet and how i was led to your site because of that poem i wrote a while back. anyway, i just wanted to make the connection. and to say, it's gratifying to know that any line one has written sticks with someone else even for a while. i wish you the best in everything you do. - karen pioquinto
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