Mary Jane

by emotion_less

Published September 20, 2009

wrote this awhile ago. would love to hear feedback. any is appreciated. thanks!]

The sky paled in depression of
the clouds, pregnant with rain.
Gods threw their rumbled fury,
yet in the street danced Mary Jane.

To falling beats of water drums,
she snapped her feet in time.
Hips forward, pulled back in desire,
frozen pleasure, too quick for crime.

"Through shrouded rain comes light!"
but we rung our lungs in vain.
For our warnings died within the fog
as lightning struck Mary Jane.

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emotion_less
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emotion_less commented Comment · Sep 21, 2009

hey, thanks for all the comments! =)

i would like to keep this open to interpretation, so i won't put a message to it. anyway, thanks again for the comments! i really appreciate it.

sorry for the cluttered mess. i have no idea how to break up the poem into stanzas.

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babygirl12
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babygirl12 wrote a review Review · Sep 20, 2009

It is amazing how many people write about rain.
I dont think I've gotten to even half of the people that do.
I am one of them. Hee! Hee!
I like it...it has a deeper discription of whats going on.
Keep it up. :)

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zackattack
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zackattack commented Comment · Sep 20, 2009

Beautiful, it's a story you can visualize in your head. Wonderful!

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Pretty Crazy
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Pretty Crazy wrote a review Review · Sep 20, 2009

For our warnings died within the fog
as lightning struck Mary Jane.

LOL for some reason, this made me laugh. Just the image I got in my head.

I think I understand it. There seems to be a deeper meaning to this than just a girl dancing in the rain. I'm not sure, but does it mean: If you put yourself in a dangerous position you're going to be in danger? Anyway that's what I got.
Also, the way your words flow and pictures appear in the mind is amazing. I admire you for that. :D
Keep writing!

carolinewashere wrote a review Review · Sep 20, 2009

I really liked this poem a lot but I am not completely sure what is going on. Maybe that is the point.

My favorite lines are "To falling Beats of water drums,/ she snapped her feet in time."
It might be a personal preference but I don't like how you used the word pregnant to show that the clouds were holding the rain. If you like, keep it.

That is all I have to say. Not many bad things so overall this is a great poem. Keep writing.



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