Kept secrets linger —
caught somewhere in
a spiritual realm where
quiet rain falls from dusty skies
and the thin veil of faith shudders
The urge to reveal truth beckons,
a burning need that calls
with a longing, lilting song
crashing like waves washing
across the lake, speckled and brilliant
Loyalty and repercussion blend
until the siren is silenced and
sunlight falls across the rippled ground,
swallowing doubt that echoes
until righteous ghosts disappear
photo: Pixabay
prompts: #AugustFalls18, #SWPrompt64, The Sunday Whirl
Writing and Reflections 
rain does inspire some beautiful thoughts, i love your flowing lines into connecting stanzas
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Thanks. I do love the rain!
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I wish we had some more rain. This is a delicious piece, very promising. 🌒
“The silenced siren” struck me as ominous. Wonderfully written!
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Thanks! It’s been a rainy summer in Connecticut but I do enjoy a rainy day now and then. My son is in Phoenix and they’ve had awful dust storms and monsoons. Eek!
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Dust storms? That sounds extremely unpleasant!
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He was describing them to me. Scary!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you!
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You are so very welcome! I love sharing great writing with followers!!
Congratulations on becoming a new Barista at the Go Dog Go Cafe!!! I am very happy to have you with us!!!
Chuck
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You are too kind. Thank you! I’m excited to join the team. Go Dog Go Café is one of my favorite sites. 🙂
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Wow! That second stanza was brilliant.
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Thank you so much!
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Well crafted indeed.
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Thank you!
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