In response to the prompt on Weekend Wordsmith on May 2 2008.
The ground is cracked
People and animals are baked
The breeze is warm
Too much heat can do much harm
Not a cloud in sight
Whether it is black or white
People dance, Animal dance
They all do the rain dance
Doesn't matter what one believes in
All people want is rain to pour in
Suddenly the sky turns black
Seems like clouds are about to crack
Joy spreads amongst all
As they cheer, hug, dance and fall
They vow to save precious water
Incase a need arises, they can use it for later
Down it poured and poured
The torrential rain
Not stopping at all
For days together
People are in flux again
Did they do too much of rain dance
What sort of joke is nature playing?
From draught to flood, the times are trying.
6 comments:
this reminds me of when I was in Malawi and a rain dance worked too well...
Yes, it's tough to go from one extreme to the other, and lately it seems the weather has done just that. I enjoyed your verse very much.
Frustrating when that happens - not sure that you meant it to be but this poem was almost fun! Thanks!
They all do the rain dance
...seems like i'm doing that here...its just not raining here!!! :(
nice poem, J
Nice poem. Reminded me of the song scene in Lagaan
...spoken so well, felt as if i was there..
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