Tag: Monsoon

Now that the monsoon season is over for this year, here’s a final poem about storm clouds and the fearsome beauty of a thunderstorm…

Timid strands
of cirrus clouds
flutter shyly
in stutters and starts

They gather covertly
to block out the sun
then rumble and roar
in glittering celebration

The self-adulation
the flashy display
the arrogant deluge
is a recipe for disaster

Well, love it or hate it, it’s finally here.
The monsoon is eagerly awaited and equally dreaded…
Loved because of what it means to agriculture and forests,
and to power generation plants;
Loathed because of the flash floods and landslides, the humidity
and how it strains drainage systems.

In this Haiku, I prefer to take a romantic view of the monsoon…

Sultry tranquil days
Nights of turbulent passion
Monsoon on my mind

What does the monsoon mean to you?

The summer we met
unfurled into seasons
made resplendent
by first love

Monsoon rains
conspired to add
new meaning
to age-old truths

Autumn leaves
sailed down to join
in celebration
where we lingered

Later, besotted snowflakes
drifted lazily
and turned to crystals
in your hair

In Springtime,
your ardor tattoo-ed
promises into my heart
of more seasons to come…

How lovely for first love to become an everlasting one – the one that spans many seasons. What do you think? What’s your story?