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The Baptism

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The Baptism

My feet trudge the dark earth
Outlining little puddles
The furious sky flaunts its prowess
Upon us lowly creatures
My dress is drenched in the downpour
But my eyes flicker with hope
Like a child blessed with holy water
Within this rain is my baptism

© 2017 Maria. All Rights Reserved.


In response to dVerse’s Quadrille: Flicker hosted by Grace and MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie’s Photo Challenge #174 hosted by Nekneeraj.

Last April, I’ve had the chance to work with Reylia Slaby during the A to Z challenge. Although I was 8 letters short in completing the challenge, it was fun and exciting expressing her photos through poems. The photo above is entitled, We Summon Our Own Rain. Interesting title, eh? 

Head over here to join the fun!

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  1. This is incredibly tender and beautiful!❤️

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  2. Stunning imagery and the actual picture is perfect. I love the aura of the whole piece. But I love your writing 🙂

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  3. I love the images as translated by your words Maria..
    There is also a sense of tenderness in here..

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  4. I love that opening line and image, the feet trudging opening tiny puddles.

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  5. Trudging the dark earth with hope is inspiring. Lovely images.

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  6. And so it is ~ Love your response and the photo, including the title of the photo Maria ~

    Thanks for being part of our D’verse community ~

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  7. Love the flicker of hope in the darkness.

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  8. This is stunning….words most especially…illustration also.

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  9. Beautiful poetry Maria. The words evoke powerful images – being cleansed by nature.

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  10. Love the image of footsteps becoming the outline of puddles!

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  11. Sweetness, tenderness, singing in the rain–you move me to turn on the sprinkler & run through it. With our umbrellas & gortex raincoats we remove ourselves from the drenching, missing the baptism & joy.

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  12. One of the essential understandings of water in literature. Well done!

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  13. I could feel the intensity in this, and the purifying power of water/rain/baptism.

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  14. Ohhh, this made me feel like I was being cleansed myself through the rain!

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  15. I love your flicker of hope when you accept your baptism from the heavens – a beautiful write Maria 💜

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  16. blessed with rain and the power of words

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  17. I love the imagery and the comparison of the rain to baptism.

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  18. This poem brings to mind a refreshing rain after a long drought.

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  19. Oh my–oh my, Maria–you never disappoint–such magnificent writing!! God bless you mightily ❤

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  20. I liked the idea of walking through rain being like a baptism. I could especially see this if it came after a drought.

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  21. Such a tender and beautiful imagery you’ve built here.

    Walking through the rain does make feel like a baptism has taken place. And we humans feel reborn again and cleansed.

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