Open Poetry #35 |
hell's hailstorm |
Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Caught in hell's hailstorm a tongue lashing of hot spit; fire and brimstone face. No where to go but out the door. That’s when a gentle mist fell and melted the heat of the moment into puddles of hope. |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
Neat series of images with an upbeat ending. Nicely done. Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
I like this one. Makes me smile. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
thanks, friends! |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia |
freeze them and save them for a, um, Dry day? always a rainbow somewhere |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
LOL, good idea, Reb! |
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