rainstorm

rainstorm whips meadows 
trembling like faded,  pale sheets
my breath wails with them 

till a crack on soil appears...
awakening newborn grass
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Gasun Avatar
August 30, 2024 at 8:24 PM
An exquisite poem of hope my dear poet friend Nette. a great winning pice. Thanks for sharing. best wishes always. Hugs
Mcintosh Avatar
August 26, 2024 at 7:16 PM
Love this. Beautiful. God bless you with love, Gina
Cunningham Avatar
August 23, 2024 at 4:12 AM
We need rain in moderation of course to ensure our crops grow. Hope you're well Nette. Tom
Wolf Avatar
August 22, 2024 at 6:45 PM
A silver lining in every dark cloud, as they say. Lovely tanka, Nette! :) Gershon
Empress Avatar
August 22, 2024 at 3:01 AM
Dear nette, what i love mostly about your poems and this poem is no exception, is the way you paint imagery in such a flawless manner! I love this tanka! So well written and delivered! I especially love “ rainstorm whips meadows trembling like faded, pale sheets” great entrance to your tanka! Pleasure reading your work. Im sure this will be a top winner
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