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Yeah Write #6: How The Rains Came (A Tritina)

YeahWrite.Me tritina with the theme “myths”

 How Rains Came


Once afar, in a land away, cattle
lowed and  grunted and bellowed deep in a Summer
haze that caused the plains to weep.

O how the sky refused to weep
upon the parched, brown land — drying the cattle
in the long, endlessness of Summer.

The herder girl despaired all that thirsty Summer,
until the day when she sat to weep
a thousand days for the brittle earth and dying cattle.

Long grew the grass and plump grew the cattle in the fat rains of Summer from a girl’s undying weep.


12 comments on “Yeah Write #6: How The Rains Came (A Tritina)

  1. Cyn K
    December 8, 2015

    I like the way you combined the theme and form. I could picture the poor, skinny, thirsty cows.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Laissez Faire
      December 8, 2015

      I was inspired by one of my favorite childhood stories…”Kapiti Plain” 🙂


  2. theinnerzone
    December 8, 2015

    Excellent form and verse! ***

    Liked by 1 person

    • Laissez Faire
      December 8, 2015

      Thank you for liking and commenting. It was a late night creation and I am glad it came out coherent!


  3. Polysyllabic Profundities
    December 8, 2015

    Well done!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. irritablepoet
    December 8, 2015

    Very relaxing read. I don’t know why, but it made me thirsty.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Laissez Faire
      December 8, 2015

      Lol. I guess that means I was successful with word choice. Haha!


  5. become-the-villain
    December 9, 2015

    Made me glad it’s not summer here now. I enjoyed reading this!

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Amy Bee
    December 9, 2015


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  7. innatejames
    December 10, 2015

    A drought described as the sky refusing to weep- that’s an interesting idea. And you nailed the myth form, that’s a beautiful reason for the prairies.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Laissez Faire
      December 10, 2015

      Thank you. Myths are quite fun. Makes me want to read the Elephant’s child again!


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