My Mountain Stream 

Stand near a stream 

Watch the waters gleam.

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Rippling by 

Babbling sighs.

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Soft soil gently holds bare feet 

Along with dampness and peat.

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Here up high the scents never hurt 

I even enjoy the mountain dirt.

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Gentle breeze

Swaying pine trees.

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A mild wind suggestion

Adds to this gorgeous procession.

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The sun warms you all about 

From the inside and out.

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The waters, ice cold to the touch 

As the snowmelt does this much.

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Crisp, clear, and crystal clean

Juxtaposed to waters of home, quite obscene.

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A gull flies by, a gentle wish 

To spot the largest swimming fish.

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The sky is blue with no rain in sight 

This day, my little refuge, until a night..

-AAA 08/27/2024

Evening Rains: Lune Series

Gentle rain falls

Soft mist refreshes everything, alive

With cool water.

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Grass, trees, plants

Drink the fresh crystalline waters

Quenching all thirsts.

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A distant flash

I can’t hear thunder yet

But it’s coming.

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Storm clouds gather

The sky now looks orange

More lightning flashes.

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The storm arrives

As the rain picks up

Now a downpour.

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Taps away steadily

Against my bedroom window pane

Which relaxes me.

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A sudden flash

Followed by crashes of thunder

And rushing wind.

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Steady rain continues

The storm then eases up

Much softer now.

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Closing my eyes

The gentle rain coaxes me

To needed rest.

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Soft gentle blackness

Raindrops accompany me to bliss

Sleep and dreams…

-AAA 07/22/2024