Our Drought
An Inspirational Cinquain
This is for Poppy's #10 Prompt and Mikeydred's Octoberon Challenge.
The human condition explains the questionable state of many things - climate change, war, and even ourselves.
We do create a drought, but whether the rain that follows is one of reckoning, or reprieve, is up to us.
Enjoy this cinquain.
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Parched soil,
below dry skies,
hollers where rivers ran,
a thirst, empty, so relentless,
recalls.
Dry lips,
uttered of rain’s revenge,
but the sky scoffed, drained—
we grew Drought, then
Rain came.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (5)
Vivid imagery… I especially like: “Parched soil, below dry skies, hollers where rivers ran”✅
Nicely done!
This was extremely powerful! Loved this so much!
Yes, indeed we are so careless with our only home. As if we have a Planet B to relocate to when the Earth becomes uninhabitable. Great poem, Michelle!
This is a very interesting and thoughtful poem with multiple layers to it. On the surface, it seems to just be about a drought and the relief rain brings, but beneath that, it is also about how bad things—our “dry spells”—eventually come to an end when it “rains”. Well done.