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