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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Dust Before the Storm
The warning didn’t come
with sirens or lights.It came quietly,
a shift in the air,
a stillness settling
like dust before a storm.The horses grew restless,
pacing the fence line,
ears toward something
I could not yet see.Even the cows
lifted their heads,
watching the horizon
as if it held
an answer I…Read More![]()
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people are stubborn, Curly Grace. Ignore, avoid and then find someone else to blame when reality slaps them upside the head. Cool poem and love the art work as well. -Curt
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Read MoreNot just the kind that fogs glass,the kind that lingerseven after the water stops,curling into my skinlike it refuses to leave. A drop slid over my shoulder,and my breath caught, sharp, shallow,a tremor I did not try to hide.The heat...
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Breaking my shy rule here. This one just stopped me in my tracks. Speechless and searching for something cold to drink.
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Beautiful, made me think of Dorothy in Kansas . Lovely write keep it up❤️