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Rachel J Bowler / Photos

Coming Back

In the winter I came back,
When the mist was down.
I could still read the signs
That pointed the way
Towards solitary benches.
So I chose one and sat,
And drizzle mingled
Between every pore,
Until it reached
Ethereal peace.
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Boro said:

Superbe **********
22 months ago ( translate )

William Sutherland said:

Marvelous shot and great poem! Stay well!

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22 months ago

Andy Rodker said:

Super-spooky! Leavened by the poem!
22 months ago

Love Song said:

Lovely *_* J**************************************************
22 months ago ( translate )

Fred Fouarge said:

klasse
22 months ago ( translate )

Annemarie said:

Beautiful!!!!
Wish you a happy Friday and weekend:)
22 months ago

Makrofan said:

HFF und ein schönes Wochenende!
22 months ago ( translate )

Keith Burton said:

I'm glad you used the word ethereal in your poetry,.............as it was the word that popped into my head immediately on opening this photo..!!

The light is magical...........and I love the way the tree branches overlap in the centre of the frame and form a sort of other worldly web!

Full marks from me for this one 10/10.
22 months ago

cammino said:

Schönes Gedicht und Foto!
22 months ago ( translate )
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