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Posted: 26 July 2003
Word Count: 52
Summary: I love the weather. Nothing changes like weather....
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Cast these shadows off the rain
Let it gleam and shine again
Not just drizzle damp and grey but
Sharp to steal my heart away
Let the wind come icy cold
And let my will be strong and bold
To face the thunder in the skies
And live forever in your eyes
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 poemsgalore at 12:44 on 27 July 2003
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Don't you just love it when the sun shines through the rain and everything gleams - that's what this poem made me think of, although it's nothing to do with that really. Maybe you could call it Gleaming Rain.
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Ellenna at 12:59 on 27 July 2003
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Shaun ... this really resonates with me. I love it.."sharp to steal my heart away " ... yes that piercing light. And love of course....
Ellie
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shaunsouthern at 15:27 on 27 July 2003
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I love our climate! We get everything, occasionally overcast and drizzle, but it's indicative of both our society and nature that we usually only get thunder lightning and storms after intense heat. When it rains so hard (to quote BlackAdder... so hard it makes your head bleed...) I love driving up to the hills and standing out getting wet. I mean, wet? Our skin is waterproof, it's our clothes that fail us. Little things like this make us feel so alive.
Also, the sun shining off the rain and everything gleaming is not something that everyone can see all the time. Nor does it just 'happen'. I love the world! (New Model Army - Thunder and Consolation - 1989)
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Ellenna at 15:39 on 27 July 2003
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shaun you sound so alive and enthusiastic
its great :) and yes there is absolutely nothing on earth better than the British climate lol
Ellie
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shaunsouthern at 15:46 on 27 July 2003
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I think people need to actively seek out their own ways of feeling alive! It stands to reason that you 'reap what you sow'. As I've commented somewhere before, I love the way that sometimes you can never express the way you feel in any number of words, and other times you can say so much with so few words.
Poem to a girlfriend, who I'm sure tries her best to understand me
You and me
Forever two
Love you always
My dream too...
IN the words of Robin Williams... 'We're food for worms lads' Lets make our lives extroadinary
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stephanieE at 16:19 on 27 July 2003
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Shaun - wonderful that you too can appreciate the sheer joy of the power of a rainstorm. So many people huddling miserably, resenting its ubiquity, when they should be embracing it, celebrating the rain's reach...
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shaunsouthern at 18:08 on 27 July 2003
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#587 Runtime Error. Lost Tense. 'Huddling'. Program will restart at initial parameters with name 'Shaun Southern' Code reference #1448abde.
<Added>
Sorry, talking rubbish, pretending to be a computer program. Never mind....
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