Monday, May 13, 2019
In the rain
I love when haiku reflect the writer; the kind of thing that no one else could have done. And there were two like that last week, on the subject of rain. First, there was this from Christine:
I smell it, nearing...
Slight breezes ruffle the leaves
Raindrops hit my cheeks.
And then there is this from (naturally) the Spanish Medievalist:
The rain in Spain falls
On the just and unjust alike,
Just made this one up.
I smell it, nearing...
Slight breezes ruffle the leaves
Raindrops hit my cheeks.
And then there is this from (naturally) the Spanish Medievalist:
The rain in Spain falls
On the just and unjust alike,
Just made this one up.
