A warm spring day and I walked alone. The breeze was divine as it caressed my shoulders. The fresh air was laden with the scent of roses. I was in paradise. I remember clearly that I looked around for someone to share this delight with but alas, there were only the lampposts.
Suddenly, the breeze became a little chillier signaling that a seasonal rain shower was on its way. As I scrambled for my umbrella, the drops cascaded down as if in a race for the Earth. I stopped and realized that I did not need that umbrella. I could dance in the rain. Feel the cool drops wash away my melancholy and accompany me on my walk.
raindrops on metal
the tinny sound of bells
© Carol Campbell
Today we have a nice prompt to write / create haiku or haiga about rain / raindrops and I think this prompt don’t need explanation.
To inspire you all I dived into my (rich) archives and found a few nice haiku and haiga to share here.
First I love to share a haiku by (my master) Matsuo Basho for this prompt:
passing through the world
indeed this is just
Sogi’s rain shelter
mingles with the sound of rain –
a dog barks
❤ ❤ ❤