hey bun, issa mud mess!


enough rain here five to six inches already and counting with basements filling and ditches flowing as swollen rivers carry away sheep too frightened to move to higher ground and wash out culverts which derailed a train of oil tanker cars spilling into the flooded fields and seeping downstream calling out hazmat teams and trucks hauling rocks while farmers groan at wet hay rotting crops covered with silt and black soil carried away and why must it rain another day?


farmers grow webbed feet

wading through muddy season

who’s building that ark?




road wash-out next to flooded field


Jilly at dVerse poets encourages writers to “break the rules” with this week’s haibun. Our local weather has been unconventional too….and destructive.

37 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Gospel Isosceles
    Jun 26, 2018 @ 13:53:50

    A deluge of words too. Perfect for the theme! (And feel free to stream some of that weather this way.)


  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Jun 26, 2018 @ 13:27:35

    The problem with water is mostly that it’s either too much or too little… loved those webbed feet.


  3. lillian
    Jun 26, 2018 @ 11:29:25

    Perfect……just perfect…….that deluge of stream-of-consciousness words as the floods and their results….and the haiku with web-footed farmers! An excellent write!


  4. V.J. Knutson
    Jun 26, 2018 @ 09:06:53

    At least you made poetry out of the deluge. Love farmers with duck feet.


  5. mhmp77
    Jun 26, 2018 @ 05:03:06


    Rain can have such an impact on the day’s happenings and one can’t do anything about it



  6. kim881
    Jun 26, 2018 @ 03:45:36

    We nearly got flash-flooded a week or two ago and were thankful for a stack of sandbags we keep out front – the house is lower than the road. I’m pleased to day that no sheep were carried away. Your muddy season sounds scary.


  7. carolinestreetblog
    Jun 26, 2018 @ 01:21:48

    Rain, rain, rain! I’d rather have too much than too little.


  8. rothpoetry
    Jun 25, 2018 @ 20:01:23

    I love your take on the prompt! I thought of doing no punctuation in the haibun, but opted for removing vowels instead. Perhaps you should be growing rice!!


  9. Waltermarks
    Jun 25, 2018 @ 19:35:05

    That sounds like ark weather. I’d be looking for somebody hauling animals two by two.


  10. Grace
    Jun 25, 2018 @ 18:22:22

    Not another day of rain, yikes ~ Love your title, running prose and fun question of your haiku ~ Hope the weather improves for you ~


  11. Charley
    Jun 25, 2018 @ 18:19:12

    Ah, the gamble that is farming. My grandfather was the last in my family. It wasn’t the rain… he just got too old to keep going.


  12. Frank Hubeny
    Jun 25, 2018 @ 18:04:51

    After all that rain nice ending with the question “why must it rain another day?”


  13. lifelessons
    Jun 25, 2018 @ 17:25:34

    Love this. Very clever. It’s always too much or too little!


  14. jillys2016
    Jun 25, 2018 @ 15:25:59

    Love how you face this with that wry humor – the farmers growing webbed feet and a call for the ark! Terrific!


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