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The Storm
She leaned against the cruel wind
catching the thin rain with exquisite fingers,
the shadow of the clouds hid her tangled
lyrics and she became the storm
catching the thin rain with exquisite fingers,
the shadow of the clouds hid her tangled
lyrics and she became the storm
Published 12th Jul 2016
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12th Jul 2016 1:03am
Ahhh . . . I LIKE this, Tommie, very much so. It, as they say,
"spoke" to me. hank you for the image inside my mind.
"spoke" to me. hank you for the image inside my mind.
12th Jul 2016 2:54am
12th Jul 2016 6:10am
Echo John Feddeler. Coincidentally it has been raining heavily since I got up this morning.
12th Jul 2016 10:58pm
13th Jul 2016 3:19am
Tommie, there's nothing like a storm to make one feel alive. You painted an awesome picture. Brava bella poeta!
15th Jul 2016 1:25pm
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16th Jul 2016 6:35pm
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