Clouds roll from the west
Laden with precious cargo.
Slake the mother’s thirst.
This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #134, poet’s choice of words. I wrote this to celebrate coming storms, the dog days of summer where rain comes and soaks the ground. I love the afternoon and evening storms, the lightning and thunder, the pounding taps of warm rain on the windows.
I guess I could do without the hail, haha!
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I likes it!
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Nice 🙂
Thank you!
Nice poem, rain is so important.
Summer rains are my favorite. Somehow you can depend on them to be in the afternoon, and the thunder rumbles in such a comforting manner.
What a lovely Haiga. I love the last line referencing mother earth. What a nice touch! ❤
Well, I think my lawn gets thirsty in the hot summers, so the planet probably does too. 🙂
Exactly! 😀
This works so well and I am not a big fan of haiku. But you made it happen.
Thanks! I haven’t been a poetry person much in the past, and I think haiku are relatively approachable to one of my sort of ilk.
We’ve rain in our forecast for days… not helping with the humidity at all though. At least not yet so far. But I did get my first itty bitty batch of cherry tomatoes from my garden!
Yay for cherry tomatoes! And that rain probably helped them. 🙂
wonderful colors! (K)
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Ohh! Wonderful. 🙂
Thank you! Glad you liked it.