Monsoon reaches land…
Rise and ebb of sunlight
Hidden behind clouds
Copyright @Goutam Dutta
Monsoon Season
Monsoon reaches land…
Rise and ebb of sunlight
Hidden behind clouds
Copyright @Goutam Dutta
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Goutam, this is an excellent haiku. Take the first two lines, and then take the second and third line: you have two separate images that come together into something memorable. I’m reminding everyone… when we write syllabic poetry (especially the Japanese kind) we should not capitalize the first line of each word.
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Thank you so much Colleen. Am glad that you like it. Will keep in mind the point regarding capitalising the first word of each line.
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I loved your haiku. ❤
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Yes, sometimes all we can see are the slight shades of color change when the sky is full of heavy clouds.
Well done!
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It’s time for the monsoon to break in India and the sky is usually cloudy making it difficult to realise when the sun has risen or is setting. As you rightly mentioned, it’s just different shades of grey on some days, depending on which time of the day it is. Glad that you liked it. Thank you so much.
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