blue-grey afternoons
hungry thunder,
a heavy iron barrel rolling in the sky
rain bathes dust away
colours wake up – emboldened, bright
While in the house, dark corners doze,
waiting for tomorrow’s light
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un. deux.. trois... 
I love this.
I also would love to see how you perceive “Rain in the night”.
I love
“Dark corners doze
Waiting for tomorrow’s light.”
Such unusual use of imagery and personification.
It calls to mind one of my most favorite poems of all times.
Yeates’ “The Lake Isle of Innisfree”.
“Where. Midnight’s all a glimmer
And noon a purple glow
And evenings full of linnets’ wings”.
Those times of day which we love the most.
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Aww ❣️ Thank you!
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