The rain by Richard Trotter An adequate survival the pleasure of a fractured prince, is crystal, excites like a burning evil dowsed by columns of music and folders of visions: the tools to mine beauty and thrive on the taste of rain that fell down my lip. 12/21/2003 Posted on 12/21/2003 Copyright © 2026 Richard Trotter Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 12/22/03 at 03:30 PM doused by columns of music....fabulous, but also mysterious. Posted by Ginette T Belle on 12/23/03 at 01:25 AM wonderfully put...absolutely exquisite dear... Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2026 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)