
Violent walls of black drift across cobalt skies
Trees twisted and mangled by turbulent wind
Rain in sheets of glass from heavens rush
Rivers fill with natures eroding water
In the silent aftermath,
Birds sing to a shining sun
Colts and calves dance in green pastures
Frolicking to the new days tune.
Beautiful!
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Thank you. I appreciate your encouragement.
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Jerry, the savagery of violent weather is captured so well here. You’re a wordsmith, to be sure. I enjoyed this greatly, this evening. Thank you for joining me on my new blog. I’m glad to continue blogging with you.
K
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Thank you for your kind words and for following my blog.
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Very nice!
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Thanks Liz. Your friendship and encouraging words are greatly appreciated.
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:)
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You’ve captured rain storms!
And, yes, the aftermath can be beautiful! Even smells good! :-)
HUGS!!! :-)
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Thanks my friend.
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Beautiful description – and a great metaphor for life.
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Thank you my friend.
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Most welcome
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Nice Post! I enjoyed reading it.
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Lovely imagery!
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Thank you.
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Mother Nature is magnificent :-) I really enjoyed this! Really powerful and beautiful imagery.
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Thank you for the kind words.
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Good heavens
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Thanks for dropping by and commenting.
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