I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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28 November 2016

Thunder

rumbles
far off
I hope
for rain

far off
briefly
fading

I hope
the plants
will live

for rain
refrains
from fall



I had a fancy to try a trimeric with very short lines.

Linking to Gillena's Monday WRites

4 comments:

  1. A rain dance might do the trick...��

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    1. Tried it already, in a group, wth a rain-stick and all! But perhaps I'll repeat it solo. Thanks for the suggestion.

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  2. i hope for the sustenance of those plants too; thanks for linking this little charm to Monday WRites

    much love...

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