It rained last night, sad
to have missed it–
the porch boards
blotched a deeper hue,
the only hint
it happened,
everything else dry,
the sky that white
-blue color of a bit lip,
tight-curled knuckles,
afraid to let another
drop spill out.
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OPTIONAL POETRY 
Wonderful & Picturesque 🙂
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Thank you, Kumar!
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Pleasure. Please do drop by and have a look at my blog. Please feel free to share your responses. Thanks 😊
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Wooow…a very nice way to describe…well done..liked it..I miss rain…
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Thanks! I’ve been missing it as well
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That’s a great one, C; as they often are, dangerously light in delivery.
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Thanks, Jeff! I have been trying to lighten it up… 🙂
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Wow, this one’s breathtaking! 🙂
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wow, a great description 🙂
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Thanks!
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“blotched a deeper hue”
very nice
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Thanks, Stephan!
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“-blue color of a bit lip” is my favorite line. I love how simple it is and how you portray strong images with such few words.
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Thank you for your kind words!
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