the rain

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    the rain

    I was seduced by you
    sitting in my classroom
    listening to my teacher
    texting my friends
    windows open
    looked outside
    and there you were by my surprise
    i heard you thumping on the pavement
    and it was my first indication that you have arrived
    and then there was umbrellas that appeared
    and people wearing rainboots
    looked up at my teacher who was rambling
    looked at my white notebook paper it was so enchanting
    as i leaned over
    the windows to my world begin to close
    as i fell asleep
    who knew you had the power to seduce me.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    mcelvain’s Poems (26)

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    The Collector 3
    Where Were You? 5
    Too Much 3
    blooming 0
    those telemarketers 2
    just a thought of many 0
    Lovers Paradise. 0
    Forgotten 1
    accidental assassin 1
    DARKNESS 0
    TEST OF LOVE: R U READY? 1
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    ENGINE ENGINE 0
    HONEY OR GLUE. 0
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    PRETTY LITTLE PICTURES 0
    GOOD NIGHT 0
    oh well what the hell 1
    every dog has its day 0
    the rain 0
    d telemarketers 0
    darkness 0
    test of relationship: r u ready? 0