at the first rain drops
I move to the window seat
crackling fire
and rhythm on tin roof, I’m
seduced by the elements
Pat R
3/07/17
For Tanka Tuesday over at colleenchesebro.com
https://colleenchesebro.com/2017/03/07/colleens-weekly-tanka-poetry-challenge-24-fire-rain/
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What a sweet Tanka poem. I can feel and hear the rain and the crackling fire! This is perfect, Pat! ❤
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Thank you Colleen. I’m in deep love with the sound of rain on a tin roof since I was little. Whenever there was a downpour you could always find me on the porch:) Still can:)
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Nice memories. I love the sound of rain. Peaceful. ❤
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Brava.. 🌹🌹🌹
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🙂 Thank you.
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