7 thoughts on “Drizzles in the first hour”

1. Nice. I can almost see the words as they drizzle from your excited pen. I was excited and a bit apprehensive this morning, waiting for the hour to begin.

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   1. Thank you for reading with care Kriscleage,

      The best reward for a poet!

      Your engrossing imagery and measured tread in the leaf with a puddle and the arrival, are inspiring….

   2. Hi kriscleage
      If you’re reading this, hope you can help out please….
      When i try to post now, the new poem isn’t getting pasted, only the previous one shows up on screen. I’ve tried everything, from logging out, clearing posts, drafts….but the same previous poem shows up !

      It’ll be great if you could help, or someone else…

      Thanks
      Smeetha

2. Yes! Wait wait wait until those words come–if they come. Too often they do it in their own sweet time rather than when we need them to flow from our fingertips, huh?

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   1. Stef, yes!
      And at times, we are there, handing in mid-air,
      Waiting, waiting…
      😀

   2. Hi Stef,
      If you’re reading this, hope you can help out olease….
      When i try to post now, the new poem isn’t getting posted, only the previous one shows up on screen. I’ve tried everything, from logging out, clearing posts, drafts….but the same previous poem shows up !

      It’ll be great if you could help, or someone else…

      Thanks
      Smeetha

3. Did you get your answer? Sorry, I am just now seeing this.

   One thing that might help is if you are being sure to choose from the menu bar on the right which type of publication you want (half-marathon, full, private, etc).

   Hope this helps!

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