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Thunderstorm

nature calls the tune sticks of white on drums of cloud arrogant mankind July 4th 2015. 02:45a.m,(in the middle of a storm)

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Laura Leiser

Date: 7/21/2015 2:59:00 PM

Unique take on thunderstorm, Viv. Makes one think...I like this :)

Paul Callus

Date: 7/5/2015 5:41:00 AM

Lovely haiku, Viv! No arguing with nature; claps of thunder show who the master/mistress is here...not us weaklings, that's for sure! #7 // paul

Viv Wigley
Date: 7/5/2015 9:40:00 AM

Yes, Paul, the storm we were expecting took it's time passing over, but it leaves you in awe of the primeval forces beyond our control. And long may they reign (rain?) so. Regards, Viv

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 7/4/2015 1:15:00 AM

Viv, I live in Texas, Humble. :) I haven't seen a good day yet. nature's making all the wrong calls right now. LOL, who knows what she is thinking. Love LINDA

Viv Wigley
Date: 7/4/2015 1:33:00 AM

I've just had a look at your weather forecast for Humble today, Linda- quite a mishmash. And as for the temperature, I wouldn't even consider getting out of bed for anything less than a bucket of iced beer. After breakfast, naturally. Viv x

David Mohn

Date: 7/3/2015 11:38:00 PM

That second line is gold Viv...nicely written

Viv Wigley
Date: 7/4/2015 12:19:00 AM

Thanks Dave, when overhead it was a fine bit of percussion. Regards, Viv