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Gun Metal Blue

a gunmetal blue sky with clouds like wet grey smoke breaks apart into patches a few stray cats among the chickens combine in a playful fight and tumble coming down as rain they fragment into a mist of cats or raindrops if you like or care to watch them slowly fall chickens squawk scratch, peck, and squawk some more and scatter before the cats arrive

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Reason A. Poteet

Date: 1/6/2017 7:34:00 PM

I've heard the expression it's raining cats and dogs, cats and chickens will do just as well. Nice description of the sky when it is about to make a lot of noise - gun metal blue.

Forrest Pasky
Date: 1/7/2017 10:40:00 AM

Thank you for the read and comment. It's getting ready to storm like that right now outside my window in silicon valley. Your "Frosty Jack" poem was cool. I enjoyed it a lot.