Plinking, plunking
Pouring
Down
From sky above
To earth
Bound
Striking windows
Barren
Ground
Rooftops, treetops
All
Around
Breathing life
In landscapes
Brown
Reaching desperate
Parched
Towns
Thirsty dwellers
At last
Found
Out of My Write Mind 
The photo looks like a charcoal drawing! I really like the verse too!
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Thanks. I softened it a bit to get that effect. It’s one of my favorite B & W shots.
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Like M.C.Escher’s 3 Worlds piece! 🙂
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I am an Escher fan.
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Stunning photo. I can hear the sound of rain when reading your poem 🙂 We got some rain recently, after two months of drought 🙂
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Thanks, Inese. I’m glad to hear you have received rain.
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Could you send a little of that rain our way? We’re parched.
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I sure wish I could. We have been fortunate to receive timely rains this summer.
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Love the pic Sandy and thoroughly enjoyed your rhyme. 🙂
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Thanks so much!
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As it has been all day here, beautiful, though some in this house don’t agree, I love rain, and the sound of it falling, and this says it so well for me.
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Thanks, Paul. Yes, the drops are melodic.
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I love this! It has a great flow (no pun intended)!
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Ha…thanks!
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You’re welcome.
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I love it! 🙂
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I appreciate that!!
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My pleasure! 🙂
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