Shuttered roar.
Beyond wet panes,
green world quivers.
Shuttered roar.
Beyond wet panes,
green world quivers.
Brown summer plains roil
It blooms in thundered breathing
Just a rasping—life.
There is a tingle on the wind
Like thunder in my skin
The air breathes
And the light quakes—
Shivers, breaks—
Such force is this!
This sudden heat,
This fireless heat
That beckons from the clouds.
The world elates to hear
The fury of its passing.
Today, I believe I’m going to go for the short-but-sweet method of writing. I am proud to say three Haikus will be making their appearance today. Not my normal stuff, but it’s nice to change it up every now and then. Normally I have such trouble ceasing the flow and restricting it to such a level, but I was of a mood last night and these were what came of it. I hope you all enjoy:
Bring on the thunder;
The gathering cloud and storm
Bares the soul to all.