Three hundred seconds
to write something,
what could it be?
Perhaps something short?
I think that’s a given.
And nothing of worth?
Goes without saying.
So, Haiku length.
Tuesday happening:
It rained upon the scorched earth,
and then there were floods.
Give it a title: Tuesday Rain Dance Haiku.
And post in on WordPress for my second of the day.
This one was less craft,
more daft,
and should have been set adrift
upon a raft.
Message in abeyance?
That’s another story.
Time’s up.
No seconds left to play with.
Graeme Sandford 