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Rain Down
Walking my dog through the rain,
gazing upon the flashes of lightning,
and absorbing the resulting crashes
of the distant thunder,
I find myself deep in a vague prayer.
I’m soaked from head to toe;
my dog squints into the rushing wind;
I turn my face from the oncoming hail
that has begun to liter the streets;
nevertheless, a joyful,
child-like smile consumes my icy face.
Austin Reina
Posted over on Recalling Nathaniel
this one is mind blowing,
ReplyDeletewhat a feature.
Invite you to share your poetry with our poetry potluck today,
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Hope to see you in.
Bless your talent.
Cheers.
xxx
you can share some of your featured poems with us as well, thanks for the inspirations.