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Flip-Flops

Plain droplets plink downward risk-free. Rain, that bristles on panes, weighty. Rip-roaring, soaring, not boring, as wind assists an outpouring. Angled and claustrophobic dance. Can’t see the light; cars take a stance. Sky, a blue-gray, wiper flip-flops. Shy, the soft pelts of ho-hum drops.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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Date: 2/23/2025 11:09:00 PM
Being from the PNW, I like anything about rain. This describes it beautifully and dynamically. Nice job, Kim!
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 2/24/2025 4:45:00 AM
Thank you, Chris! Glad you like it!
Date: 2/6/2025 7:39:00 PM
Lovely writing, dear Kim. <3
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 2/7/2025 3:51:00 AM
Thank you, Paige!
Date: 2/5/2025 9:08:00 PM
Aspects of rainstorm very well captured.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 2/6/2025 6:47:00 AM
Thank you, dear Akham!
Date: 2/5/2025 8:42:00 PM
I sense the rhythm of the wipers in the rain. It always seems to chill me. I like evolution of words. I like how the rain seems to be a participant in the poem.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 2/5/2025 8:55:00 PM
Thank you so much, Hilda! I appreciate your critique!

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