Reviving rain

Rain revives waning blossom,
A faded, aged May Queen’s trane.
Tuneful, cooling teeny tears
Fall from scented ‘ears’,
Dissolving fears;
Blessing those who choose
To be the poet’s muse
And walk along the enchanted lane.

Yesterday,we waited forever for the torrential rain to ease so that we could

 

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Roaring Tourmaline wintery skies

Limbs of whimsical trees

Stretch and seemingly sneeze,

Retching in the icy breeze.

Through arches of Larch,

Over finials and pinnacles

Starlet particles dart

With elementals,

Soaring into a roaring

Tourmaline wintery

Infinity.