monsoon’s overture
punctuates wet asphalt,
the spray from rushing tyres
on stolen plastic shelters
decrypting poems
of the angst riven rain.
Poetweet: Exactly 140 characters long including spaces and punctuation.
monsoon’s overture
punctuates wet asphalt,
the spray from rushing tyres
on stolen plastic shelters
decrypting poems
of the angst riven rain.
Poetweet: Exactly 140 characters long including spaces and punctuation.
THOUGHT PURGE 
It’s lack of rain that feeds my angst!
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Very nice write!
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Thank you Bekkie..
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Had to look up “riven” Each word crafted with deliberation. A very profound micro
Much love…
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Thanks Gillena, glad you liked it.
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beautiful visual. hoping the rain brings relief in some way.
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Thanks Luk 🙂
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Yes the rain is wanted and needed by some, but often disastrous to others in their plastic shelters,
Elizabeth
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Thanks Elizabeth…
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This is so eloquent, nuanced and poignant. I especially thought that “monsoon’s overture|” was an inspired opening. A splendid piece of writing.
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Thank you Wendy 🙂
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It sounds like you give the voice, words to the angst of rain! Wow!
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Thank you Humbird, appreciate your response.
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A lot said here. The downpour on stolen plastic shelters makes me think of the homeless, poverty as those with “cars” drive by unseeing. Powerful write and impressive that you can do this in a tweet.
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That’s the exact image we see (walk by unseeing) out on the streets every rainy season. Thanks so much Myrna.
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I love when you create these tweet poems…so much said in so few words…I can feel the monsoons!
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Thanks so much Donna…
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Stolen plastic shelters! I see the umbrellas taking off down the pock marked streets.
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Thanks Susan… plastic sheets from packaging etc are used by the street dwellers to put up shacks, a difficult sight in many parts where poverty and hardship persist.
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I can hear the water against the asphalt. Nicely done.
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Thanks so much Sherry.
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That last line is really haunting and well done… the angst river rain. A great one.
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Thank you Matthew, appreciate your feedback.
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Love that every wee line is a snapshot. We can see it happening, moving forward with the rain.
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Thanks so much Magaly..
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From your poem I can just feel what it is like.
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Thank you Mary, glad the poetweet worked.
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Like the punctuation of the rain itself this is a blast of moment and feeling..
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Thanks so much Jae 🙂
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today it’s so humid here and this little poetweet came as a true healing yet with teardrops for the plastic shelter dwellers…
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Thank you Sumana.. hope for good rains where it is most needed.
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Such a powerful write 🙂 love the monsoon but hate the fact that it causes trouble for some..
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Thank you Sanaa..
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Well described. It’s been very wet here, too, so this really struck a chord.
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Thanks Rosemary… the monsoon’s just getting started around here.. much more craziness due!!
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I admire your choice of words in this piece. You capture the rainfall perfectly.
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Thanks so much Kerry.
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The rain really must be beating down to be angst driven! Having been caught in downpours (usually welcome) in Australia I am usually more tolerant of their behavior.
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The monsoon can be quite crazy here! It has all the magic we need, but even the rain can’t conquer the economic divide.
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This is like a film – sometimes words says more than thousand pictures.
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Thanks Bjorn.. rain is so welcomed by almost everyone..but the plight of the homeless gets even more wretched.
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I can hear the rain in this!
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Thank you Kim 🙂
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Nice micro fiction Thot! The rain water on asphalts can be deceiving!
Hank
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Thank you Hank… the monsoon has arrived in this part of the world but with mixed blessings..
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