after a cleansing rain, hush
but for bird chatter,
soft blush of blooms on the breeze
~kat
the air smells of fish and algae, a lake
is hovering in the clouds…
come, let’s swim in the rain
~kat
Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haiku. Apparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar:
• 3 lines.
• No rhymes.
• 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third.
Also, the kimo is focused on a single frozen image (kind of like a snapshot). So it’s uncommon to have any movement happening in kimo poems.
spring mourning
dawn
muted,
canopy
cloaked in gray,
birds twitter taking shelter, comes the rain
~kat
Poetry form for the month of May: Tetractys/5 lines/syllable count 1-2-3-4-10.
the rain
how
freely
each droplet
surrenders…would
that I could lose myself so completely
~kat
Poetry form for the month of May: Tetractys/5 lines/syllable count 1-2-3-4-10
gray
today’s a melancholy kind of day
birds are flying low, and cows laying down,
the leaves of great oak trees are spinning ’round,
whispers a-roaring while reapers make hay,
limp locks a-drooping from curly-topped crowns,
dry seaweed grows damp beneath painted clouds
it’s a good time to be inside tucked away
winged gnats are nipping, vile creepers break ground
it’s gray and windy, for cover we’re bound
the cock’s crow last night, filled us with dismay
we knew it was coming, signs all around
now hear the rain pour, bewitched by the sound
today’s a melancholy kind of day
~kat
I found several bits of weather lore for today’s NaPoWriMo 2019 Challenge Prompt: write a poem that starts from a regional phrase, particularly one to describe a weather phenomenon.