Haibun Monday at dVerse, and summer solstice is upon us. Time for gardening, picnics and, in my part of the world, wonderful, rumbling thunderstorms. Submitted to dVerse June 21, 2021.
Dark clouds gathered on the horizon. The birds fell quiet, and small creatures scurried for cover. A rogue wind crested the hill, saddled the lightning and rode it, arcing through the dark clouds down to the valley floor. Deafening bursts of thunder rumbled up the valley and the trees bowed and thrashed in a frenzied macarena. Raindrops built to a steady downpour, and parched earth slaked its thirst, sending forth a fecund fragrance. After a time, distant thunder signaled that the storm had moved on, and a soggy silence fell over the valley.
Dark clouds foretell storm
Nature exerts dominance
Silence left behind
The description of the wind and the lightning, as well as the "fecund fragrance," amazes me.
ReplyDeleteI think this is a kind of thunderstorm we rarely see here... still when it is warm like now, there is often some afternoon showers. Love they ferocity of yours, and the calmness that follows.
ReplyDeleteI love that silence - and the frenzied macarena!
ReplyDeleteYou describe the build-up to the storm and its aftermath perfectly: ' the trees bowed and thrashed in a frenzied macarena' - they really do that! Brilliant!
ReplyDeleteThat unstable weather seems to be everywhere. Summer storms. You describe exactly what we're having now.
ReplyDeleteA solstice still life of a landscape before the gathering storm!
ReplyDeleteThat is some poetic prose! The rogue wind riding lightning... cool.
ReplyDeleteA great Haibun. I love this line...
ReplyDeleteA rogue wind crested the hill, saddled the lightning and rode it,
A storm is rolling in as I write this I can see the lightning and hear the rumbles of thunder. You have captured the storm well. So much for the earlier hot sunny day.
ReplyDelete�� Bev ��
ReplyDeleteLovely!
-David
Superb. Beverly. I can picture the pitter-patter of the macarena. Your haiku deepens the experience with the image of dominance.
ReplyDeleteEnchanting
ReplyDeleteA vivid description of a summer storm and its aftermath. The pause after is fertile ground.
ReplyDeleteThe first "stanza" is a great depiction of the path and effect of the storm. Also, I like "Silence left behind."
ReplyDeletethat it would rain so here ~
ReplyDeleteI so love that last line of your Haiku most all Beverly.
ReplyDeleteThat silence after a storm is definitely sweet.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautifully written Bev!
ReplyDeleteI love, "A rogue wind crested the hill, saddled the lightning and rode it" Very vivid images as well.