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She takes in the street,
its rain-polished gleam
of high wet shadows,
of tall crows in bare trees.
Cupping her hands
she gathers a reflection
draws it to her lips
and drinks.
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(c) 1992, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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this has a beautiful surreal depth to it, drinking it in, smiling 🙂
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Thank you, Kim! 🙂
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I love that old song, Willow – thank you!
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Hollies, flashback 🌹
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So much of nature’s beauty would be wonderful to taste.
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It would! At least we can enjoy the fragrance of most of it. 🙂
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Beautiful, so light, yet layered.
– Esme nodding and waving upon the Cloud
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Thank you Esme! Nodding and waving back to you. 🙂
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may it be
a soothing
reflection 🙂
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Thank you, soothing is always nice. 🙂
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Immersed in the splendor of the moment.
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It was such a moment – thank you Sharon. 💙
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Intense and joyful. Rushes at you from the page. And, as ever, no seams showing. How do you do it?
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Thank you so much for the compliment! As for the seams not showing, it must be luck. (With these old ones I just keep sanding away at the edges. Time and tides…. 😉 )
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Oh, the visuals in this! Really lovely. And calming. 🙂
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Thank you, Jennifer – I appreciate your nice comment! 🙂
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You know, this brings to mind all the times I’d bring cold (sometimes gloved) hands to my mouth to warm them on a chilly day. Drinking in the reflection seems a perfect description, for whether I realized it or not, that was what I was doing. Well penned! ❤
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Thank you, Bela! Glad you could relate. 💕
(I’m running behind on blog reading – hoping to catch up with your latest post tomorrow. It’s getting hard to keep up on WP lately – so many great poets, so little time!)
Have a good night, my friend. 🌹
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Mahalo, Betty. I never worry about such things. Blessing to you! 😘
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Thanks, Bela – blessings back to you! (Am even farther behind today as my back is flaring up. Oh, for an acupuncturist who makes house calls!! And who doesn’t charge anything, hahaha. 😊 Am thankful for Arnica! )
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Rain often rain gets a bad press, but I think that it’s undeserved. People forget how much they enjoyed it a child and the beauty they saw in it. A shame. They are missing out.
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Yes – I’ve always loved the rain! 😊
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I can still often enjoy it, although occasionally it’s just a case of wrong place, wrong time.
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Yes, I prefer to be watching and listening to rain from inside a cozy warm place (which I’m doing this very moment 😊 ).
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This makes me smile and then smile again.
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I’m so glad it made you smile! 🙂
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