Day 18
Daily Haiku Prompt - Water
Bloody Rain
What a noise you make,
dripping down like hope,
almost like applause
or one hand clapping.
I scoop my hands in prayer,
cup them, wash my face
Nothing is as pure
as rainwater from lock-down clouds-
All the birds, drinking
will make us oceans
Recipe for a Human
Seventy percent,
and grace of moon, grains of salt
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