Parched Bermuda grass
Awaits a brewing big storm
To quench its long thirst.
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Parched Bermuda grass waits for rain. Rain can only quench its thirst. So nicely you have designed this haiku. Thanks again.
I am thinking of Mansoon rains of India. It quenches the thirst of parched grass but never lets us forget that storm is a storm. Very good choice of words in brevity.
The average grass, when dehydrated has a yellowish-white color, but I have seen in Death Valley (the USA) on the Devil's Course, this color represents living grass, life long they have this color, what a difference with the average grass on earth. Fantastic worded brevity about the condition grass could have. Only the rain can quench its long thirst. A myriad of 10's for this loveliest punctually created poem. A dashing concise.
A triangle of thirsty growth won't long be neglected; this sensual haiku vibrates with anticipation.
Bermuda grass! ! With the muse of Bermuda Triangle! Thanks for sharing.
A wonderful haiku waiting for big storm to quench its desire. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing.
Visual and exotic. Like the use of the word Bermuda, so many beautiful and interesting images associated with that word. It fits in perfectly with the long awaited storm to quench a tremendous thirst.
A very well written Haiku Rose. thank you for sharing your wonderful insight
Hi, A haiku par excellence. That a storm precedes a shower is nature’s law, except in the case of Monsoon showers. So, the parched grass awaits a storm. When a storm brews, copious rain is a foregone conclusion.......
A timely warning to the humanity, a big storm of nature is now due.
Bermuda grass waits to quench thirst despite of stormy weather. An amazing observatory poem on nature is brought ahead up to us. You have shared brilliant idea...10
Nicely articulated poem. When situation goes out of hand, this becomes obvious. Thank you, Rose Marie.
Brilliant, as usual. Thanks for sharing.anjandev roy.