30 March




rains burst out of the heavens with a low growl

healing rains that pulled apart
any roots she had in this small town

she had made no plans

but it was time for her to mend

as she pulled her packed car

into a row of traffic

she noticed that she was no longer shivering







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  1. Great write... and I love the ending.

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  2. ah, the relief that envelopes one when a right decision has been made! well done.

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  3. i am glad she found freedom in the leaving
    sometimes it is the only way-i like the way you use the storm
    to allude to greater things

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  4. it's good that she's moving on...

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  5. Love this little poem. Well wordled.

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  6. So, somewhere inside, she knew where she was going! Cool write!

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  7. Sometimes it may not be easy...but a gal has to do what a gal has to do... Great poem... Have a great week. Blessings!

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  8. Superb. The ending worked so well for me.

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  9. Love the line: 'but as she pulled her packed car

    into a row of traffic" ...and the ending ...freeing her soul

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  10. The relief after making a decision is wonderful. You captured it beautifully.

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  11. Such a big story in a compact case..your speciality..i believe the plans will be better than any she could have thought of..

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  12. It boggles my so-not-a-writer-mind, how you do this!!!!!!!!!!!! :-)

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  13. I always enjoy seeing these creations!

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  14. Sometimes mending means you have to leave and start afresh ~ Love this ~

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  15. I can see her clearly. Very nice.

    Pamela

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  16. Ohhh, I love this one a lot!

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