The Sun is raining down on me
To warm the watery mystery
That also sometimes likes to fall
To change from clouds pressed over all.
Formerly that greedy cloud
Darkened, thundering out-loud -
What lovely gifts we freely get.
Some come dry. Some are wet.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “the spirit of rain” and to dVerse Quadrille where
De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo, is hosting with the theme word “change”.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
Excellent poem, Frank, fits the prompt and your photo perfectly.
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Thank you, Dale!
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That’s beautiful. 🙂
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Thank you!
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Lovely sky imagery Frank. Your poetry always makes me feel so grateful.
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Thank you, V.J.!
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You’re welcome, Frank
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the sun raining down! love that…your ease in rhyming always wows me
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Thank you!
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Some come dry, some are wet… really like that summation! Sneaky leaky clouds!
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Thank you, Rob!
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“the sun is raining down” and the mysterious water sometimes likes to fall. very nice poem
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Thank you!
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You are welcome.
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Oh those clouds! those sneaky leaky clouds giving their gifts indiscriminately.
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Thank you, Toni!
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I think this may be my favorite poem/photo combination of your so far, Frank. Excellent job!
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Thank you, K’lee!
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As usual, just such a lovely, lilting use of rhyme here, Frank. Love it.
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Thank you!
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‘what lovely gifts we freely get’ so true! Nature sure is a treat for all of us.
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Thank you!
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Loved the rhythm in the last line.
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I especially like the last two lines.
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Beautifully done Frankđź’ś
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Thank you, Willow!
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Your words always (almost always, at least) make me smile!
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I’m glad. I hope they bring a peaceful feeling to the reader. Thank you, Lynn!
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Reading this was like a breath of fresh air, smell of spring rain, sun-warmed to the very end!
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I am looking forward to that spring rain. Thank you, Beverly!
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A beautiful write Frank I especially love ‘What lovely gifts we freely get. Some come dry. Some are wet’
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Thank you, Xenia!
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A blessing with those rain. Love your photos too Frank.
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Thank you, Grace!
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Cool. No, hot. Maybe the most poetic summation of the water cycle ever. I liked its playful feel.
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Thank you!
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Now that’s sublime!! ❤️
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Thank you, Sanaa!
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Wonderful words for this prompt. Masterful photos as well.
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Fun meter and rhyme. Well done.
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Thank you, Misky!
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Beautiful photograph. It amazes me how much “water” can change – from the ocean tides and “moods” to mist and rain. A summer sprinkling, a spring storm… etc. It’s all beautiful… And that refreshing feeling like I get in your bottom photo! Nice post.
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It is all beautiful how water changes. Thank you, Margaret!
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Wet A Rain May Take
Dry A Desert May Give
Adjust
Cooperate
Clouds
Sun Mate
MaKinG Rain
Night
Becomes
Day Breaks Egg
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Wet and dry may both give and take. Thank you, Fred!
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Waves
Of
Life..:)
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Greedy cloud… what an awesome thought
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Thank you, Bjorn!
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Amazing poem!
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Thank you!
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