Muddied

this rain trickles down windshields like tears down cheeks the grass is muddied like souls in pain

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Ann Foster

Date: 11/3/2019 3:20:00 PM

Wow. I had to dwell on the connections, then found them glaring at me. Excellent write. Ann

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/3/2019 3:40:00 PM

thank you....i was in my bus, watching the rain trail down the windshield...the grass was muddy puddles...and a poem was born.... hugs :)

Regina Mcintosh

Date: 11/1/2019 4:56:00 AM

A wonderful poem. Bless you dear friend... Love, gina

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/1/2019 4:58:00 AM

Thank you so much Gina love and blessings :)

Juliet Ligon

Date: 10/31/2019 10:56:00 PM

Looks like we both have mud on our minds. I love your muddied grass metaphor.

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/1/2019 4:57:00 AM

Thank you so much. Some of us have more than others ... hugs

Hello There

Date: 10/31/2019 9:24:00 PM

I'd say that just about sums things up ;) hugs <3

Sandra Adams
Date: 11/1/2019 4:56:00 AM

Thank you. We all have pain at times some more than others. Hugs

CayCay Jennings

Date: 10/31/2019 4:05:00 PM

Right or wrong, I can picture you in the buses drivers sit and while idle you have pen and paper to ink tidbit pictures as they come to you. I can see that being the case for this gem, it was raining and your creativity began speaking. This is another sparkling free verse. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Sandra Adams
Date: 10/31/2019 4:08:00 PM

Well we usually have to arrive early to park in line up I am one of the early ones so I sit 20 minutes. Can’t idle buses shut down after 5 min so we sit shut down. Sometimes I sit in the student seats or out of the bus. Inbetween I go to the park and get out and walk and write if it hits me thank you my friend. Hugs :)

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 10/31/2019 3:03:00 PM

- As the soul shrinks in pain ... the language of the body, Sandra - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Sandra Adams
Date: 10/31/2019 4:08:00 PM

Thank you Anne-Lise :) hugs

Chris Green

Date: 10/31/2019 1:34:00 PM

And my heart drowns in the sorrow of this beautifully penned but tear filled poem. Hoping your skies clear up soon my friend revealing a sunny day in search of your smile.

Sandra Adams
Date: 10/31/2019 2:12:00 PM

Only the sky cries today my friend. Just musing from my bus while awaiting children ... Thank you for your kindness always :) hugs