cellophane rain

poems, postcards, pictures. no politics

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[haikueveryday @haikueveryday]

sound of a moth
trapped in a paper lantern
summer rain

— Margaret Chula

[SlyBeauFox @Skeebeau]

old world...
the quarter moon
sinks
into the sound
of the city

#tanka

[● ● ● @ten_ten_ten]

"i thought we'd never finish that crap,"
she says
breaking down
their last carton of Y2K rations

2020

[cellophane rain @cellophane_rain]

@HawkheadJohn Beautiful!

[cellophane rain @cellophane_rain]

the rain was too light
to wash away the ashes
that dumped out of the bag
onto the bridge

I inadvertently
scattered my mother
on the wooden foot path

betwixt
this world
and the next
a train whistles
and the trill of cardinals

#vss #micropoetry

[cellophane rain @cellophane_rain]

betwixt and between
a bridge
and a beginning

[Sarah-Jayne Farrer @SJFTremoribus]

@cellophane_rain Thank you ever so much for the follow. You became follower 1000 🥰

[cellophane rain @cellophane_rain]

My pleasure Sarah-Jayne. Love your words!

[Sarah-Jayne Farrer @SJFTremoribus]

@cellophane_rain Thank you ever so much for the follow. You became follower 1000 🥰

[CLNolan @GhostofCLNolan]

If anyone offers to sell you the secrets of great writing, they are a fraud. There are no trade secrets to sell. - #CLNolan, 1897 #writing

[Sarah-Jayne Farrer @SJFTremoribus]

The shadowline where land and water entwine as one, no longer truly visible as separate states, suspended and conjoined by the dark mists between, is a place of true dreaming, far memory and deepest vision. Eyes beneath the water and whispers on the wind... @HooklandGuide

[cellophane rain @cellophane_rain]

a ring of fire
in an empty wine glass
Christmas eclipse

[cellophane rain @cellophane_rain]

dappled trunks of plane trees
line french country roads
rural roots

[Hookland @HooklandGuide]

The thing that grows strongest in the fields of England every season is folklore. The land’s eternal blossom is story. - #CLNolan

[Ronald Huxley @140flashfiction]

He turned the extra bedroom into his dreaming room and wrote all his hopes and dreams on the walls. #flashfiction

[John Wisdom @john34239]

@beezknez @cellophane_rain “the touch” quite nice. When it reads well aloud, it’s hard to miss.

[john zbigniew guzlowski @johnguzlowski]

Gravity and Heaven
will break
all of us,

and leave us,
even the idealists,
melting like white snow.

[Very Short Stories @VeryShortStory1]

When again you find the courage to open your eyes
You will find that the absence of beauty that once closed them
Was there all along

[feltsensejunkie @feltsensejunkie]

To the stranger on the train - I saw the way you saw me.

[Ben Gaa @benmoellergaa]

the moth blending into
lichen blending into
stone

Ben Moeller-Gaa
Blithe Spirit Vol 29:4

#haiku
https://t.co/i5BIqQo0tL

[cellophane rain @cellophane_rain]

travelling through
my timeline
like it was yesterday

[cellophane rain @cellophane_rain]

loyalty
between the idea
and the reality