two missed october calls
an old voice mail from march
your voice on my phone...save
rainy texas breeze
dark clouds swallow the sunshine
mud on these truck tires
blanket of rain made
the cowboy run to his truck
palms laugh in the wind
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Annie,
ReplyDelete__I love your "blanket of rain..." and herein I steal your words for this echo, hoping you'll not be offended. _m
blanket of rain
these clouds swallow the sun
palms laugh
Oh, not offended at all :) Its nice to be echoed. I'm new at this and actually look to others for inspiration. I wrote the following after reading a metephor about cooking fish for writing poetry:
ReplyDeletei fry my fish now
but cookbooks inspire
dash of dill and fire