Monday, August 10, 2020
On the rain
As I began to write this, a thunderstorm rolled in. The sky darkened, the rolling thunder rumbled, and soon rain was pelting the window next to me.
Your haiku on rain were beautiful!
Desiree took two shots:
Rain, rain, go away!
Come again another day!
It fits perfectly :)
Ok, now the real one
Ruined my plans at
the drive-in -- Karate Kid,
Rain, rain, go away!
Christine had this (which I loved):
It fell from the sky
gently reviving the earth
plants, sighing, joyous
Susan Stabile came to visit:
The garden needs it -
Leaves are drooping, parched with thirst.
Let gentle rain fall!
As did the Medievalist (telling truth, as usual):
There is no rain here,
Texas in August is dry,
Dust covers the world.
And my dad chimed in (and made me melancholy-- this is what we should be doing at the island right now):
anticipation
looking down the fishing rod
at droplets of rain
As did Amy Garrou:
Wet leaves, decay rules
my tiny yard, East Coast green
our constant reward.
Your haiku on rain were beautiful!
Desiree took two shots:
Rain, rain, go away!
Come again another day!
It fits perfectly :)
Ok, now the real one
Ruined my plans at
the drive-in -- Karate Kid,
Rain, rain, go away!
Christine had this (which I loved):
It fell from the sky
gently reviving the earth
plants, sighing, joyous
Susan Stabile came to visit:
The garden needs it -
Leaves are drooping, parched with thirst.
Let gentle rain fall!
As did the Medievalist (telling truth, as usual):
There is no rain here,
Texas in August is dry,
Dust covers the world.
And my dad chimed in (and made me melancholy-- this is what we should be doing at the island right now):
anticipation
looking down the fishing rod
at droplets of rain
As did Amy Garrou:
Wet leaves, decay rules
my tiny yard, East Coast green
our constant reward.
