A Picnic in the Rain on Brighton Beach
A weeping sun
spilled down on me,
no thirst have I for drink.
Sodden wishes
of a tented sky,
blues set me on a beach.
A sandwich trimmed
in pretty squares,
sip a cup of tea,
You and me,
just watched the sea
drink up the spilling rain.
Image from WikiArt: Picnic by the Sea, Maurice Prendergast, Date: 1915. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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5 responses to “15.03.22: A Picnic in the Rain on Brighton Beach”
Amazing series of lines. Oddly disjointed and yet beautiful. It satisfies.
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Tip your head back; close your eyes; smile.
Beauty work, M. Thanks.
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And thank you, Ron!
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Whimsical. Cute. 👍
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Thank you! 😁
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