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Rushing dew

Sitting peacefully, At the window watching the sun coming up in the early morning hours My elbows on the sill my face pressed against the glass pane window I had a bird's eye view. Of the misty layers of dew Frantically gathering and swirling and whirling Stirring up the grays, the greens, and speckles of blue in turbulent raging waves of rushing dew

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Date: 9/9/2022 5:38:00 PM
Dear Mike, your imagery is beautiful and I enjoy how the tempo builds as your poem progresses. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
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