Sunday, 16 May 2010

After the rain

The earth steams
A scent of wet
The grass glistens
Droplets suspended like glass
The world refreshed
A coolness hanging from the trees
Like the first breath
A world made new again

I think there's still some work to do on this one. It doesn't feel completely right yet. I'll have a think and try and work out what needs doing. Consider this a shot of a work in progress.

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