Stagger home through early drizzle
Sprite pizzle!
Minute downpour fashions a crust
Hard-packed dust.
”Jonesin’ for soak,” cry our parched plants
Deadly dance.
Why can’t showers show us balance?
Flood one hemi, deny other
Land-based water life forms brothers
Sprite pizzle!, Hard-pack dusted, deadly dance.
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Laura is today’s host at dVerse’ Meet The Bar. Laura says:
So for todays prompt we write an ovillejo on the theme of rain.
Try seeing it through Spanish eyes as per the above two poets, with emphasis on vivid imagery filled with nostalgia or longing or tranquillity.
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So heartfelt and well expressed Li.
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Sadje, thank you.
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You’re welcome
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It does seem like nature has lost its balance, doesn’t it?
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Yes :(
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We need a balance from nature, for sure, not a deadly dance. We only need a bit of rain for our parched plants, not a flood.
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Indeed, Grace.
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Sprite pizzle – that made me smile …This summer has been filled with rain and extreme heat. It would be wonderful if rain could be equally distributed as some areas really need the rain.
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Truedessa, I hear you! Glad you liked the term :)
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Sprite pizzle — does that mean small appendage? 😉
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Yep. Not much volume to water the plants ;)
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a hard packed poem on the paucity of rain – very nicely done Lisa
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Thank you, Laura. I feel all of that very acutely here, in Michigan. Rain patterns are changing which is a symptom of a planet out of balance to me.
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Like you, Lisa, I found it hard to avoid weaving climate change into the theme of rain… Well said!
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Thanks much. Will visit your poem in the very near future :)
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This poem reminded me of the quinzaine you introduced me to recently. Questions and answers. We need to start asking the right questions of the right people.
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We do, but even if we do, they know how to squirm out of any accountability regardless. Right now Michigan is in a battle with Canadian corporation Enbridge because it has a deteriorating humongous oil pipeline running under the Straits of Mackinac and since attention has been called to the disaster in-waiting, now it wants to build another one. Our governor, attorney general, are against it but because of some dumbass agreement from a very long time ago they refuse to keep trying to get approval for it. Biden appears to be dragging his old-ass legs and in the meantime a major spill into the largest concentration of fresh water (The Great Lakes) is waiting to happen.
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So many words and pious speeches about the environment this and that, but in the end all it comes down to is cheap oil.
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“Sprite Pizzle” you had to know we were going to fall in love with it. In addition to our climate changing, I live on Oregon’s high desert where even brief periods of rain delight us. A lovely poem, Lisa.
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Helen, I was hoping :) Thanks much, and I bet it does.
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Oh! This is excellent, Lisa! There is no balance, that is for sure…
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Thanks much, Dale. You never know what’s next with it anymore.
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No kidding. I’m still reeling from seeing that Lahaina is gone. No area is exempt.
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I feel this! If only we could get even a sprite pizzle! 🙏
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lol :)
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This reads so beautifully Lisa 💞
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Ange, thank you :)
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Cleverly done, Lisa, I could feel the drizzle and sizzle!
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Thanks much, Dora. I’m glad you stayed away from the pizzle ;)
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