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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

July 21, 2015 at 2:59 PM

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

Paul Callus

July 5, 2015 at 5:41 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

July 5, 2015 at 9:40 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

July 4, 2015 at 1:15 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

July 4, 2015 at 1:33 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