Yes, the roof and the whole house are floating away ~ I don't miss those typhoons, smiles ~Good to see you Kelvin ~
Wow! That is a powerful visual. Well done!
Well, there is definitely that.Fine on the morning after, but I bet as it ripped offit was quite terrifying.I think this would def take a glass half full kindaperson to see it this way.Nice, kelvin.
Yikes! That was quite a monsoon. Perhaps more of a hurricane. Peace, Linda
Nope, Linda. Come here in Philippines, you'll be thrilled how a simple rain can produce a flood. Smiles.
The drastic side to a monsoon.. captured vividly in this gorgeous piece :D
And just think that it could be raining. You are such a master of short poetry, Kelvin! Our comments sound pale compared to how your words make their point.
Ah those storms can create some real damage...I guess a roof missing is better than a whole home. You have a way of saying just what is needed my friend.
Beautiful and dangerous- the monsoon breathes life and destroys..just as easily!
This was the feeling I had after a recent bad storm when I went out the next morning and surveyed my ruined and flattened garden....
As in all nature, the good comes with the bad..vivid illustration of the devastation that can occur in a monsoon
oh heck - that was unexpected like it is when things like that happen - what a nightmare to wake up to - but what a good sleep if they didn't hear anything
I have never experienced the typhoon aspect of a monsoon. The missing roof aspect must be a tough one.. The devastation and the havoc caused by weather.
I don't know if my comment posted or what....I said the poem is power-packed, Wowza.
this could be seen as a humourous haiku...but certainly could also be seen as a tragic one. I quite liked this!
This poem says it like it is, Kelvin. You have captured a typhoon's essence in very few words.
.... OK you made me smile
It certainly is a shock to see the passing clouds above! Missing roof will affect a few, yes! Realistic picture Pareng Kelvin!Hank
sound sleeper :)
Stark reality of Nature's Lovehas no limits of building human..Love pours down in ways of Love far beyond anant of mound..:)
Hah! Finally the monsoon I understand.Miss your poetry Kelvin!
Wow, brevity at its best. Loved this Kelvin.
What a storm! Nicely done. That last line makes quite an impact.
What a storm! The last line makes quite an impact
A breath of fresh air so to speak - great humour and tragedy rolled into one. Why don't you join us at Carpe Diem's daily haiku meme by the way - really good fun. http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.fi/
That's so scary.....so effectively said...sreejawrtingonjusttowrite.blogspot.com
This unfolds as if the author is still adjusting to the unexpected reality - and possesses a great classical haiku spirit. Very nicely done!
Oh my Kelvin, this is spectacular! I love your photo. I am going to go back to writing soon. So nice to see you.
You inspired me to go back to blogging. I did so upon a new blog here (http://nohwherebuthere.blogspot.com) Hugs!
Oopps ... I would prefer a roof if I am waking up at home.
Amazing blog and very interesting stuff you got here! I definitely learned a lot from reading through some of your earlier posts as well and decided to drop a comment on this one!
Now, that's an ending line! :)
Just dropping to say HI!!!! Hope you are well ~Grace
Thanks for the kind words!- kelvin s.m.