LOVE LOST IN THE RAIN A sorrowful bucket, no longer sweetA blunt Oregon Girl is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. My “survivor radar" is always on high beam and was even more so as a person of "scrambling economics" during my 31 years of life in downtown San Francisco. With a poet's singular scope, I sought the unusual, the empathetic, the empathic, the heartfelt, even the true and raw brokenhearted. I found it almost constantly. While I am not a formal “poet” in my writing style, I do have the heart and spirit of a poet, one who seeks the unseen and the beauty hidden in plain view!
Beautiful.