and you knew that the blue that was behind the clouds would not come bac,, that all the little cotton buds that were getting close to one another with some sort of joy would make you shiver, and then would drench you, but you would keep on being in awe.
rain on the window, July 2019, canon, macro, Sylvie GE
let my will melt in the coldness of August, shake off the dust of regret when I open the window, looking at you through the rain, a little sad, like tears on the window.
*posted for the first time in August 2019, reviewed in July 2020
flower, in the park, Outaouais, January 2020, canon, Sylvie GE
I hid in the kitchen
I cut the vegetables finely
I told myself that vitamins
will sure help me cope with the weather
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