FERTILE HAIKUScurrysonlyson (50)in #poetry • 7 years ago source The dark pane obstructs the sky whose clearness drips through crooked crevices. We saw the first rain drop. We all saw it at last; we all jumped for joy. Two bowls of water on water begging wind please pour me my father. The last line of rain breaks falls on leaf growing to meet it halfway there. Thanks For Reading! #writing #stach #isleofwrite