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Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Drenched

Drenched

All of a sudden,

the downpour begins.

In seconds, you

are drenched.

Clothes soggy,

hair matted down.

Shoes making that

squishy sound.

You begin to dry

out before you

can comprehend

what hit you.

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Thursday, July 21, 2016

Spotlights

Spotlights

Spots of light

decorate all they touch,

like spatter from

a painter's brush.

They sparkle among

the shadows and

draw the eyes to

colorful patterns

in black and white.

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Tuesday, July 19, 2016

In Full Bloom

In Full Bloom

The bud sits

and watches

the flower.

Wishes it could

grow up overnight,

but the journey

to flowerhood

takes time.

So, the bud

basks in the sun.

Drinks water.

Wrestles with

the wind.

Dreams of

the day it

will open and

sit on display,

in full bloom.

I like to watch the life cycle of the flowers.

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Thursday, July 14, 2016

A Bad Waiter

A Bad Waiter

I wish I were

a good waiter,

content to sit

in the car and

crawl past the

orange cones.

Relaxed when

standing in

any line.

Unphased by

the ticking away

of the time

it takes to navigate

daily tasks.

Will I ever become one?

I'll have to wait and see.

Are you a good waiter?

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Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Broken

Broken

I awaken to

the sunlight.

Move in sync

with those

around me.

I am comfortable

with the rhythm.

Suddenly, the

day darkens.

I am jostled

forward, backward

side-to-side.

I hear others crack.

I bend, bend until

I break and fly

through the air,

turn and turn

then stop abruptly.

I stand, but am

not sure how to

get back up.

I like to take photographs after a storm. I couldn't resist this branch caught in a shrub.

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Sandra Moran Alphabet Soup Radio Book Club April 9 Podcast

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Thursday, July 7, 2016

Sometimes, It Rains Too Hard

Sometimes, It Rains Too Hard

The steady shower

that is welcomed

by the grateful ground

grows impatient.

It pours from

every cloud.

Picks up the tempo.

Pounds on the roofs.

Runs from the plants.

Spills over into places

it doesn't belong.

Sits in puddles

until the sun

lifts it back

into the air.

Do you write about storms?

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Sandra Moran Alphabet Soup Radio Book Club-July 9

Sandra Moran Alphabet Soup Radio Book Club April 9 Podcast

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Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Hold On

Hold On

Your color is gone.

Faded by the sun.

Unable to endure the heat.

Still, you hold on.

Dirt clings to you.

Picked up by the wind.

Turned to mud by the rain.

Still, you hold on.

Petal tips are

tucked or torn,

tattered and worn

day-by-day.

Still, you hold on.

You catch the eye

of the passerby

because you are

different from the rest.

So, you hold on

with all you have left.

Do you notice how flowers change during the time they are open?

Links

Sandra Moran Alphabet Soup Radio Book Club-July 9

Sandra Moran Alphabet Soup Radio Book Club April 9 Podcast