American Sentence – Clouds
Clouds of dark memory threaten to storm, with each new drop, long-gone rain.
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Clouds of dark memory threaten to storm, with each new drop, long-gone rain.
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Oh, Victoria! Truly an exquisite American Sentence!
I have so much fun with these as I know you do. I’ve been doing this thing where I put three together generally putting a line break in each one so I end up with a six line poem that is actually three American sentences put together. So much fun!
I’ll have to try that!