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Tinkling in the Rain

Poetry By: Alithena
Poetry



a wandering sprite


Submitted:Jan 23, 2013    Reads: 14    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Far away from the secular noise,

In rain tinkle the clogs;

Coming a little sprite,

Loiters in full silence.

Face-peaceful and innocent as moon,

Holy elegance there is--sentiment there too;

Under the lilac umbrella shines,

Her delicate and lonely eyes.

Strolling in rain--antique it is;

When day-light burns to ashes,

The sprite still roves,

Chewing with leisure sleeplessness.

Dark---Remit as yet no grace.

Comfortable are her steps.

Arises from amazing magic,

Her enhanced attractiveness.





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