the streets kept turning
a startled mauve before
the thunder
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #1381 Thunder and Lightning, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s Yazoo –
The idea of startled mauve streets is such a clear description, and an apt one. Love it.
Thanks, Sarah Ann – it was a particularly lovely thunder storm, and it’s always fascinating to watch nature repainting the world on a whim 🙂