Thursday, 17 April 2014

Poem: 17-4-2014

Poem using the senses! Five Haiku, five senses, one topic rain!

Rain



Pitter, patter, pit
Slow droplets on the tin roof
Pulses towards sea

Bite a ripe, red, plum
Juices flow with rain to mouth
Fresh, fallen, nectar

Sun filtering rain
Strings of broken diamonds
Turner’s new landscape

Baked, parched, earth
Mingles with rain to release
Old captive scents

Rain drops on the face
Tickles the shoulder-blades
Flows smoothly, to toes



 ©2014 April

Lalarukh Lasharie

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