evening birdsong
the storm clouds that came
to nothing
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Thomas Powell
Originally from Wales, Thomas Powell now lives in County Down, Northern Ireland. He is a potter by trade with over twenty-five years of experience. He has been writing haiku and senryu since 2008. His poems have appeared in numerous journals and anthologies. In 2012 Thomas was a winner in the Snapshot Press eChapbook Awards.
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I like the line break after "came." It leaves us expecting the worst. I'm reminded of the old saying, "Our worst fears lie in anticipation." Such is the case in this haiku. The storm clouds pass, nothing happens, and the relief we feel floods us like an "evening birdsong." Very nice.
Baton Rouge sunset–
they say it's pollution,
but how beautiful!
There is a definite feeling that clouds have just lifted, that there has been silence during a dark period but now the birds are singing once again and all is well. Lovely!
Wonderful haiku!
after rain light shines through tears on windows
Ellen
Lovely poem – fears and expectations and – birdsong!
I like the line break after "came." It leaves us expecting the worst. I'm reminded of the old saying, "Our worst fears lie in anticipation." Such is the case in this haiku. The storm clouds pass, nothing happens, and the relief we feel floods us like an "evening birdsong." Very nice.
Baton Rouge sunset–
they say it's pollution,
but how beautiful!
I like this so much. Lovely contrasts of image and emotion.
There is a definite feeling that clouds have just lifted, that there has been silence during a dark period but now the birds are singing once again and all is well. Lovely!
marion
evening birdsong
the storm clouds that came
to nothing
—Thomas Powell
I like the atmosphere that is evoked here for the reader, that's always very generous.
Alan, With Words