Longing for Monsoon

The earth parched thirsty, desert sand blazing hot, waiting for those first clouds to make an appearance and pour down the nectar of life; every worm, every insect, animal, bird, aching for those drops to wash their body off, taking away the layers of mud and grime, they have coated themselves in, hiding away from the ball of fire, resting up above amid the blue expanse, still devoid of the white and grey monsoon shades, they long for. 

earth’s mouth open up

waiting long for single drop

gazing up above

*The haibun is written in response of Ligo Haibun Challenge.

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Suzushi (cool/coolness) Haiku

under blazing sun

lone sweltering traveler 

comes blowing cool breeze

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feel of a cold breeze

sleeping under a fig tree

shaded from sunshine

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cold water shower

after a day out in heat

a sound of relief

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heavy clouds gather

after days of summer heat

cool drop falls on cheeks

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playing small children

suzushi environment

change in the weather

* For Carpe Diem # 218

blazing nebulous visions

blazing nebulous visions

cut open,

crush every thought

once beheld,

once inhaled with every breath,

now torched,

on the sacrificial slab;

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they bring forth confusion,

maddening the being,

leaving him to hover

in an opaque shroud

against the naked sky,

timing every such vision

touching and baring his soul.

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