Precipitation Not Expected

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Linking with The Sunday Muse for Muse # 33 

and Imaginary Gardens for The Tuesday Platform

They're not hot flashes — they're power surges. ~Author unknown

I used to be a wild storm that riled the August seas

then I was a drought that killed a weeping willow tree

I settled into a snow fall that lingered through many winters so cold and strong

and now I am a hot flash of summer that lasts all decade long.

©Carrie Van Horn 2019

A Vision To Behold

Magpie #59

"Had the price of looking been blindness, I would have looked."  ~Ralph Ellison

I held her once my fickle friend before she had to flee

It seemed a mere moment that I could never seize

The only grasp I could hope to hold would never suffice

For beauty is a wayward kind that leaves before goodbyes

The only way to capture her and keep her in one place

Is a snapshot or paint and canvas held within a picture frame.