Monsoon
Eagerly awaited in parched places
producing life in desert oases
feared in low-lying river basins
suffered stoically on vacation
welcomed by gardeners
inhaling petrichor* with appreciation.
* Petrichor – the smell given off by rain falling on dry earth.
I’m struggling to write anything at all, but had to have a go at the Poetics prompt for dVerse, having lived in the tropics and suffered the twitchy days before the monsoon changed.
all the wild I could find today
Likewise, my wild muse has gone walkabout without me for Sally’s challenge, largely because of the murderous mowings of my village. Yes, they’ve shaved the banks again yesterday, for the third time in recent weeks. I tore the tractor driver off a bit of a strip and consequently he stopped cutting when he came to our bank, but everywhere else is scorched earth.
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Very ingenuous how in brevity you covered the emotions of so many peoples and geographic areas; how each would be affected and how they felt..superb write
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Ah, the lovely smell of rain!
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I love the smell of rain…and petrichor, I have to use this word one day too ~ Thanks Viv ~
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Inhaling petrichor has always been the most favorite part of monsoon for me. Thanks.
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Nature creates and awaits Balance
in happy families of Earthquakes
Meteors.. Comets.. Tsunamis
Volcanos.. Hurricanes and
wettest giving life force
of all the distributor
of wealth of
Love in
water
A
Monsoon of
Living
water
now..:)
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Very nice. I love the verbs you chose and all the different emotions and attitudes monsoon can cause. Peace, Linda
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I like what you did and that you used one of my favorite words that I learned about in one of my engineering classes. I have written a poem about petrichor….and you did a great job with it in this poem. I know that you probably have something wonderful in the works. I always look forward to your poems!
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The smell of rain after drought.. There is nothing better… and yes as gardener it’s bliss.
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I love rainfall and the smell… it’s like a peacefulness released into the air…
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I think I learned petrichor on some word list prompt. But I couldn’t tell you which one.
Glad to see we are passing along our ‘knowledge’ 😉
While I agree there needs to be some green space – green space is where tic and the like, like to live. And poisonous plants which don’t like me very much. I started going up a trail (I’m out of my home state at the moment) and saw a bunch of ‘leaves of three’. I turned around and went back another day with longer slacks.
Rain is a good thing. There are supposed to be some nasty storms coming through the mid-western US today. But so far the sky looks clear where I’m at.
Cheers and thanks for your visit.
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No worries. She’s just gathering shiny ideas for more beautiful creations 😀
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Another new word I’ve learnt today!
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I can’t resist new words, can you?
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I didn’t know that scent had a name!
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Somebody used it yesterday on the blogosphere and I had to look it up. Then I had to use it!
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I like that word petrichor – parts of France can be very dry.
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I love the smell of rain during and after a thunderstorm. So earthy.
It has been scorching hot here the last several weeks. The thunderstorms
are sweet relief.
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No wonder your muse is walk-about…when the wild keeps being brutalized around you…I’m sorry, Viv and I’m glad to see your posts regardless of their ignorance. I love the word petrichor.
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I do hope my words aren’t ignorant. 🙂
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Never ignorant! 🙂 You always post with awareness.
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