April

waking to rain remnants of the storm the cat prowls past my bed memories of love stir I’m alone in the silent room my heart beats the sun bleeds through clouds a poetic leap trees sprout leaves to live is to live again trees sprout leaves a poetic leap the sun bleeds through clouds my heart beats in the silent room I’m alone memories of love stir the cat prowls past my bed remnants of the storm waking to rain (palindrome)

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Hilda Greenhough

Date: 4/26/2025 12:20:00 PM

Fixation of memories in early morning, I've also experienced this occurrence. I enjoy how your poem circles round from rain to ending of rain still falling. It sounds like a drizzly day.