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Storm

Posted by Claudia Moser on 11:14 AM in , ,

The heavy storm fades
Distant thunder heard, rain gone
Sun now coming out

Picture from here

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9 Comments


Love this!


Perfectly captured the sense of transience in the picture, of how the sun might be disappearing or reappearing. Gorgeous.


You rocked this one Miss Haiku Queen!


LOL now you have me singing that silly song "the sun will come out tomorrow..lalalalalalalALAlala"


Dearest Claudia,
Oh, Haiku (俳句)♪♪♪ Beautiful one, my friend☆☆☆
Sending you lots of love and hugs from Japan, xoxo Miyako*


Super! I love that you interpreted the image as if the storm was over and I saw it as the storm was coming. I love reading everybody's take on the same pic.


Wonderful haiku to depict the photo.

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Thank you, haiku is one of my favourite form of poetry, should probably write more, but I am not always inspired!

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