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Fairytales Flooding By

 


Some rain falls like gasping ice,
But here, it falls like a cool shower
Even as streets heat their minor floods
And we go hunting on the edges of lawns,
Our feet obscured by the warmth
Plucked cooler by the falling drops ,
for anything fluffy
that floats. 
Kittens and small possums
Squirrels and baby racoons
Washed out of the woods,
Washed out of the yards,
Washed out of the drains.
We rescue our dreams by wading
And trusting in the towels waiting
Back home.

Daydreaming about coffee this morning. Thinking about starting a story that goes nowhere because I'm feeling pathless. Wishing, maybe, for a little rain for the yard. 

-- Chrissa

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  1. JimAugust 7, 2021 at 7:29 AM

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  2. JimAugust 7, 2021 at 7:30 AM

    This was fun, now I'm feeling like a kid playing in the rain. Back when I ran I loved running in the rain.
    BTW, we have wild rabbits for you, seems they must fall from the rain.
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    1. C. SandlinAugust 7, 2021 at 8:32 AM

      Wild rabbits sound wonderful. We were brainstorming what we might find in the yard if we let some of it go feral in the middle of this close-cropped subdivision in the middle of a fringe of woodland. Squirrels were the biggest animal we could come up with.

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  3. ✿August 7, 2021 at 7:39 AM

    This is so beautiful and touching. I love it.

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  4. FireblossomAugust 7, 2021 at 8:40 AM

    I love all the little creatures washed straight into the arms of rescue.

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  5. indybevAugust 7, 2021 at 10:20 AM

    I miss the creatures that frequented our last home ... deer, raccoon, possum, and fox. Here, even though we have woods at the back of our lot, we seem only to have squirrels and chipmunks, tho both are entertaining! I hope you get your rain.

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  6. Carrie Van HornAugust 7, 2021 at 10:25 AM

    "We rescue our dreams by wading"...what a true and great line my friend! We certainly do know about floods where we are. A lovely poem Chrissa!

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  7. HelenAugust 7, 2021 at 10:39 AM

    Wishing you rain ... and a huge stack of large, fluffy towels. A pleasure reading your lovely poetry this morning.

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  8. qbitAugust 7, 2021 at 11:51 AM

    "Some rain falls like gasping ice" - that is phenomenal.

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  9. Sherry Blue SkyAugust 7, 2021 at 12:33 PM

    As long as the furry ones are swimming and feeling refreshed, not drowning, lol. It rained a smidgeon here this morning - so welcome, but not nearly enough. Wildfires out of control in my province right now. An entire city on evacuation alert. Sigh.

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  10. ms_liliAugust 7, 2021 at 6:44 PM

    I'm glad someone is looking out for the innocent in need of assistance and a safe place. Beautiful poem.

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  11. TruedessaAugust 8, 2021 at 9:47 AM

    There was a lot of rain here during July and in other parts of the country raging wildfires. It feels like the climate changes are happening rapidly. There is hope in trusting the warm towels. That is a great line and one just wants to wrap up in the comfort.

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  12. Marion HortonAugust 8, 2021 at 11:14 AM

    Beautiful images, ending with the cosy reassurance of home. I love this.

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  13. purplepeninportland.comAugust 11, 2021 at 1:10 PM

    What a delight to read!

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