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    Dust Before the Storm

    The warning didn’t comewith sirens or lights. It came quietly,a shift in the air,a stillness settlinglike dust before a storm. The horses grew restless,pacing the fence line,ears toward somethingI could not yet see. Even the cowslifted their heads,watching the horizonas if it...

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    • I have never been in the path of a tornado. But I have been in my share of storms that I should have listened to clear out. Strongly felt piece

    • Animals have that sense about them we don’t. You’ll often see cats and dogs react moments before an earthquake. Great picture and poem here.

      • You’re right, Tim. Animals always seem to sense what we try to ignore. My dogs know before me.

    • Powerfully penned, CG. Excellent write with precise imagery my friend. Outstanding visuals as always. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Damian, that means a lot. I’m grateful the visuals spoke to you the way they did. Appreciate you, truly. 🙂

    • Dear CG,

      This write had me thinking about life’s events. Not just Mother Nature and her wrath but knowing relationships are shifting towards an end but hoping if I ignore it it will pass me by. The under current of kinetic energy throughout the piece is great because it sets an inevitable conclusion that comes despite our hope. Terrific writing. H🌷

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    Dark Honey

    Your desireis slow and thick, dark honeydrippingfrom every glance. You trace  my spinewith deliberate sweetness, each touch a question,and a claim. I melt into you, into the warmth you draw out of me,  drop  by  drop.

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  • Dark Honey

    Your desire
    is slow and thick,

    dark honey
    dripping
    from every glance.

    You
     trace
      my spine
    with deliberate sweetness,

    each touch a question,
    and a claim.

    I melt into you,

    into the warmth
     you draw out of me,
      drop
      by
      drop.

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