The day’s heat
speared into dirt
gusted under bushes
tidied away
in diagonal
white formations
of rain
*
After the storm
the dim jewels
blink in the grey
promising
The day’s heat
speared into dirt
gusted under bushes
tidied away
in diagonal
white formations
of rain
*
After the storm
the dim jewels
blink in the grey
promising
🔥
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Beautiful imagery.
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Thank you! 🙂
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I loved the first two lines. Excellent!
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precisely so: there is always a sense of catharsis after a storm: meteorological or relational
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