Tag Archives: Monsoon
Monsoon Falls [Haiku]

monsoon falls -
a thunderous drone,
pitch unchanging
DAILY PHOTO: Moat in Monochrome Under Monsoon Skies
Monsoon Skies [Haiku]
DAILY PHOTO: Monsoon Manila
POEM: Monsoon Blues
You won’t find the Monsoon Blues in the sky —
the sky – such as it is – a claustrophobic ceiling, clinging to the tops of tall bridges and buildings.
Nor will you find those Blues in the rain-swollen bodies of water —
bodies of water, murky in the absence of penetrating rays and churned with flood detritus.
Walls and billboards, painted blue, will be inflected [perhaps, infected] with gray — the gray that permeates all.
Don’t look for the Monsoon Blues, they’ll find you.
POEM: Moments Lost in the Monsoon
In monsoon moments, all falls still —
sounds of curb flow and gutter spill.
A restful ease from the patter
as raindrops fall, hit, and splatter.
Of lost minutes, I take my fill.
By the window, chin on the sill,
I watch water far below rill.
A car passes, no birds scatter.
-In monsoon moments…
In dim mid-day, I feel a chill,
though Tropics, says the Barbet’s trill.
I’m free — the Madness of the Hatter,
drowned out is the useless natter.
Though tempests may rage; all is still.
-In monsoon moments…
Monsoon Haiku
POEM: Monsoon City Night
pavement shimmering in the arc lamp glow
human traffic hardens as water flows
a can glides, twisting, toward the storm drain
riding a ruddy river of rain
a torrent pours, night awash in white sound
sewers fill, the city gurgles and drowns
boarding the bus requires a quay
each monsoon night seeks a revival day








