Summer Haibun

We started into spring with a full-blown drought.  As we neared the end of the school year I think we were something like nine inches shy of what’s considered normal here.  A couple of our mainline roads from the East coast to Orlando were often closed because of dangerously low visibility due to smoke.  But Florida is a funny beast.  Our rainy season generally begins around May 21^st.  True to form this year, the rain rolled in… exactly on May 21^st… and has only ceased for a few glorious days thus far.  As teachers, we look forward to summer.  If for no other reason than it’s when we get to turn our sprinkler system off.  This afternoon we have faced brooding skies, frog-drowning showers, and – in the near distance – the basso profundo of Thor’s hammer.

Disconcerting flash
Counting out to the rumble
Why aren’t birds hiding?

 

It’s Haibun Monday at dVerse Poets Pub and Grace, behind the bar, has requested we write about summer.  As always, I’m certain I missed the prompt… by this much… but come join us for a summer write on a summer night!