April A2Z Heights -
Day 28
She Shouts At Me Wild..
Happier
summers;
all
my paper boats dream of
tiny
streams around
Tiny streams around,
Tiny streams around,
as
I leave water-tap open;
she shouts at me wild
She shouts at me wild;
She shouts at me wild;
each drop of water is gold
in her open palm
In her open palm,
In her open palm,
she holds hope of lavish rains;
happier summer
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Prompt: Liquid..
Save water and save paper too!! RS!! You may just be in for more shouts!! :)
ReplyDeleteOh, Nanka..I have learnt all my lessons..
DeleteRS
Behind every successful man there is a woman!! ;)
DeleteThis is really very exprssive and even in the shouts there is love hidden. Also better future happier world!
ReplyDeleteLoved it! Each line of your haiku is Gold :)
I tell my boys to turn the water off and save some for the fish. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteOh, the shouting! Ah, the wasted water! Oh, I understand!
ReplyDeleteAwakening
You have touched upon a global problem -conservation of water - that we all need to shout about!!
ReplyDeleteSudden Sun
Raising to water issue. Good. Excellent.
ReplyDeleteI have nominated you for liebster blog award. please see my blog, thanx :)
ReplyDeleteCall of time!
ReplyDeleteabsolutely love your haiku string; a fabulous response to the liquid prompt
ReplyDeletemuch love