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Click hereRivulets of rain
God’s tears slide down my window
Essence of his pain
Oily puddles lie
In filthy pavement hollows
Yawning reflections
Spring bulbs closed tightly
Asleep, unwilling to smile
Under frowning sky
Insipid grey light
Weakly steals through angry clouds
Casting long shadows
Painting ochre strokes
Refracting the silver drops
Beautiful rainbows
A splash of cobalt
Cerulean sky peeks through
Sunlight shines anew
Payne’s grey washed away
A Jackson Pollock
Riot of colour
dull to bright in vivid colors.. what a change part of a day makes... Nicely done.
with a poignancy that runs underneath it
I liked this image the most
'Painting ochre strokes
Refracting the silver drops'
mentioned in today's new poem reviews
To be so lucky as to have a gray rainy late Winter day. Excellent imagery of the dull scene transforming into the colorful sight of Spring.