“Monsoon Madness,” A #Haibun #Tanka

The challenge words for this week’s poetry challenge are “character and wild.” I used tempestuous for character, and howling for wild.

Here in Arizona, the weather forecasters speak of “the monsoon season” and the destruction it sometimes wrecks across Phoenix and Maricopa County.

“Not to worry,” I said. We’ve lived through blizzards, sub-zero temperatures, hurricanes, tornados, floods, and earthquakes. What can a little desert wind and rain do?

My late summer garden area is complete and ready for my new dirt babies. Last week, I purchased two small tomato plants just for this occasion.

I trowel the soil, relishing the spirituous scent of the wet earth. I tamp the soil around the plant’s roots, securing them in their spacious new home.

Next, I sow the seeds from my favorite vegetables – cucumber and zucchini by poking them deep into the fertile soil.

I pause and savor the feel of the sun’s heat on my back as I water the newest additions to my garden family.

I pause near the Mesquite faery tree and give thanks to the land spirits for the bounty they will confer upon my table.

This desert expanse whose hot winds blow across the land with the breath of the mother goddess completes me. I turn and watch as ivory clouds spread like gauze across the beryl sky.

Monsoon season? What are they talking about?

Image by Keli Black from Pixabay

tempestuous winds
howling demons from hades
tear through the desert
unleashing the mother’s wrath
on the wilderness below

© 2019 Colleen M. Chesebro

No tomatoes or vegetables were harmed during this storm! My glass topped table however, is a now a thing of the past!

About Colleen M. Chesebro

Colleen M. Chesebro is an American Novelist & Poet who loves writing paranormal fantasy and magical realism, cross-genre fiction, syllabic poetry, and creative nonfiction. She loves all things magical which may mean that she could be experiencing her second childhood—or not. That part of her life hasn’t been fully decided yet. A few years ago, a mystical experience led her to renew her passion for writing and storytelling. These days she resides in the fantasy realm of the Faery Writer where she writes the magical poetry and stories that the fairy nymphs whisper to her in her dreams. Colleen won the “Little and Laugh” Flash Fiction Contest sponsored by the Carrot Ranch Literary Community on November 2017, and in 2018, she won first place for the “Twisted Travel” category. Colleen lives in Arizona with her husband. When she is not writing, Colleen enjoys spending time with her husband. She also loves gardening, reading, and crocheting old-fashioned doilies into works of art. Learn more about Colleen on colleenchesebro.com.
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53 Comments

  1. Glad you are safe, Colleen.

  2. Sis, welcome to the desert. I’m glad your plants lived through it, lol. New table coming up NOT glass, lol. <3

  3. Alas, I love the idea of a den, regardless of the time of year. Sending all good wishes for harmony and a bountiful harvest!

  4. I like’dirt babies’. A beryl sky did you say? Interesting 🙂

  5. Oh wow! That was a crazy storm!

  6. That’s a big sky so it stands to reason it would hold a big storm…glad the only casualty was the table! (K)

  7. D.L. Finn, Author

    Yikes! I would have thought the same thing no big deal. Glad you and the plants survived.

  8. Wowzer! I’m.just glad you’re safe, sis, 💜

  9. Wow! What a storm it must have been!

  10. Shame about the table, but we would have enjoyed the storm… I think!

  11. We have tomato plants coming up all over the place. They’re in the compost we make from the vegetable waste. Not that there’s much of that. Most of goes in the dog’s ‘soup’. We’ve kept some of them and they’ve produced masses of tomatoes.

  12. I guess every place has its good and bad (or scary)! Sorry about your table, but I’m glad you and your husband and house are all OK.

  13. Yikes! I’m glad your veggies made it through the storm, Sis. I’m wondering if maybe you can replace the shattered glass top? Loved your Haibun/Tanka! <3 xo

    • LOL! Thanks, Sis. You know, the table was old anyway. But, the intensity of the storm… I was not prepared for that. It’s humid as all get out now. Listen, you need to be careful with Dorian brewing in the Atlantic. My daughter lives on Satellite Beach and she is worried. It looks like it might go over Lake Okeechobee. I lived there many years ago. Not good. Be safe my dear Sister. <3

      • It’s definitely a worrisome hurricane, especially since the meteorologists don’t seem capable of predicting its path. Right now, I feel for the Bahamas. We’re hoping for the best but prepared for the worst. Wishing your daughter all the best and may she make it through this without a scratch. I have family in northern Florida, Georgia and the Carolinas, so I’m hoping Dorian stays on the Atlantic and doesn’t touch the east coast. <3 xo

  14. Well thank goodness it was a table top and not the window . Brill Haibun / Tanka .💜💜

  15. You convey the power of the storm (and the fear it invoked) very effectively in just a few short lines.

  16. Those desert storms can certainly be vicious, but they are most usually short-lived. I grew up in New Mexico on the Southeast border and I remember these kinds of storms. Great use of your amazing poetry skills!

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