FREE VERSE

The Thundercloud And The Bud

LITERARY IMPULSE DAY 2 PROMPT: THUNDERCLOUDS

The Thundercloud looked down, on the earth, sad earth, the ground, all cracked open like the veins in your hands, severe drought engulfing each and every organism. It pained his heart, as his lips uttered a prayer, hoping to see everything as it was, back during, during those months of greenery, of monsoons, and if at all anyone could do something now, it had to be him.

The little bud looked up, as a ray of hope seemed to pass over; it kept looking at that charged cumulus towering in the sky, ready to start the orchestra of thunder and lightning, slowly reaching the crescendo, the ultimate climax, of rain.

This piece is in response to our National Poetry Month Event that has just begun. Please navigate to the below link and participate; we have some amazing prompts coming up in the course of this month!

Also, I would request you all to read through some amazing interpretations of the Day 2 prompt - Thunderclouds, here:

Thunder by Jenine Bsharah Baines Thunderclouds by Florence Wanjiku Perforated by Literary Impulse (Shabd Aaweg) Out In The Thunderstorm by Saurabh This Thundercloud by William J Spirdione Their Crown of Thorns by James G Brennan Notebook Page by Era Garg

I thank you all for your gorgeous contributions and look forward to so many more following the upcoming prompts!

Dear Readers, I would request you to read through each one of them, and leave comments and/or claps to help us identify the best interpretations for the Day 2 prompts.

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