Rain falls softly against the window pane clouds coloured black as little light remains. Sun shadows peeking through netted white vales. Boats floating endlessly naked without sails. Trees moving gently leaves gliding down curled and lifeless aged and brown. Weed filled streets saturated with rain lifeless and waterlogged rushing down the drain. Lampposts dimly lit threatened with the dark Empty and forlorn are the avenues and park. Moments ago, this place was alive children playing, voices loud birds feeding to survive views from my window encourages my brain why it enchants me I cannot explain.#RAIN #WINDOW #VIEWS #POETRY #WRITING #AMWRITING #AUTHOR #BLOG #WORDPRESS Click To Tweet
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A beautiful reverie.
awe thanks Mary xx you ok?
So far so good, thank you Billy. Hope you are well.