Supraja Kannan Poet Free verse

Summer Rain

A perky parched bird's chant
or rejected roadside plants?
Desert like dry river bed 
or struggling seeds?
Furious forest fire 
or wilted weak crops?
Who summoned you here?
Now the soi(u)l is drenched in cheer
Blessed we are...

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Andrea Dietrich March 14, 2018 at 3:22 PM very nice, and I loved the soil vs soul reference!

Paul Callus March 14, 2018 at 3:07 PM Rain is a giver of life, and you, Supraja, have shown how plants and creatures yearn for it once it has become scarce. Regards // paul

Silent One March 14, 2018 at 9:40 AM Rain is mercy from God, how sad some have too many and some have hardly any...

Jan Allison March 14, 2018 at 8:54 AM we need the rain to survive Supraja but today it was unwelcome as we were supposed to be on an organised 'daffodil walk' to see the spring flowers but it is torrential so it was cancelled. :-) hugs Jan xx Supraja Kannan March 14, 2018 at 9:14 AM Oh... That's sad to hear Jan... It happens sometimes...Thanks for stopping by...

Vijay Pandit March 14, 2018 at 8:01 AM Blessed indeed! We can't live without. Enjoyed reading your poem, Supraja. Supraja Kannan March 14, 2018 at 9:13 AM Thank you so much for stopping by... Glad you enjoyed...