Written for: The Twiglets #316 - rain-beaten stones white-spotted rocks at the base of a waterfall rain-beaten stones The storm's relentless, pounding rain played a symphony on the stones below. outside her window steady drumming rain pinging on stones He awoke in middle of night startled by pounding, he was all affright. He picked up a bat in case of attack Looked out and saw rain pelting stones under light. https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/
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These are all excellent. I do like that first one though
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Thanks, Debi!
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All very clever, but it’s the limerick that chimes for me!
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Thanks, Misk. Glad it rings your bells.
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Yeah, like Misky says, the limerick ♥️ Love the imagery this provokes🥀
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Thanks, Inner!
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Fun reads. Water is a powerful force in all forms.
When we got our new roof we changed out the old sky light for a new one – it doesn’t rattle as much. But it does have a clear view that the other one didn’t have. 🙂
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Thanks, Jules!
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