Saturday, August 16, 2008

They come from the beach
clutching at the last sun rays
defying autumn

8 comments:

Nora said...

Again, just WOW!

Alan Summers said...

Very mysterious. ;-)

scatterhaiku said...

nice word, 'clutching.' :) hints of desperation and futility there. :)

Wordcrafter said...

Scattered One, if you were in Blighty this summer, you too -like a destitute refugee- would be clutching desperately to anything that looks like a sun ray:) AND this comes from someone who is at heart a winter bunny, I thrive in glorious snow, yet this constant pissing down of clouds, is wearing me down even.
Alan, YOU are here, please testify..
And thank you Nora, hope there is more sun over there.:)

scatterhaiku said...

ah... i see... :) hard for me to imagine since i live in a country where it never snows... tropical country and all, so we tend to get a lot of sun, except of course when the typhoons hit... :O

Alan Summers said...

It's occasional showers at the moment, but yes it's been shaking cats and dogs from their attic abodes through a lot of the summer. ;-)

Wordcrafter said...

Hi Alan, thanks for supporting my statement:) Just got back to London from the country, the gods seem to have managed a whole Sunday without pouring water on us down here!

scatterhaiku said...

glad to hear you got some respite, wordcrafter. :)