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copyright KanzenSakura
Spring Rain gently taps
Tender Green and begs a dance
While clover blossoms
On holiday enjoy a
Rainy day at Puddle Lake.
copyright KanzenSakura
kanzen sakura 
May 21, 2015 @ 17:48:52
lovely personification…I like the idea of rain begging a dance!
May 21, 2015 @ 18:55:41
The rain was tapping, the leaves were swaying. I stood and watched them being happy. Thank you.
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May 21, 2015 @ 17:58:03
Your poetry is so light and feathery–and I agree with Bryan, love the rain begging a dance.
May 21, 2015 @ 18:56:56
Thank you. It was a joy watching them.
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May 21, 2015 @ 18:04:26
You make the rain sound and feel pleasant even though I am not a fan. I am already bracing for the coming days when we will get rain.
May 21, 2015 @ 18:49:06
This was trully a gentle rain. I can just see my plants smiling at the slow soak. At least it isn’t fu u – ice and rain!
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May 21, 2015 @ 20:03:54
Ah, I love the way you describe how the clover might enjoy a rainy day! It resonates with me. Love the name “Puddle Lake.”
May 21, 2015 @ 20:24:13
They were all massed together, nodding and swaying together – having such a wonderful time. it was a joy to stand and get wet and watch them. The big ones and little ones – all together. They did look like they were on holiday.
May 21, 2015 @ 20:25:44
This made me smile. 🙂 Peace, Linda
May 21, 2015 @ 20:44:48
🙂
May 21, 2015 @ 21:09:29
This is really lovely. I love the smaller forms, especially the Japanese forms–Thank you for your visit to my blog today!
May 21, 2015 @ 21:14:07
Thank you and it was a pleasure to visit!
May 21, 2015 @ 21:27:01
The beauty of your pieces is that they are always light and airy, gentle and understated. ⭐
May 21, 2015 @ 21:32:15
Thank you. I am so glad to hear this for I try so hard and you totally get what I try to do.
May 22, 2015 @ 07:57:32
The funny thing, Kanzen, is I was never into poetry, but I like yours because it has a certain softness, an unhurried quality, that strikes me every time. That’s what makes your poetry so good. ❤ ❤ ❤
May 21, 2015 @ 22:37:50
Tanks are cool; should call for them on MTB at dVerse one day; more substantive than just the bare bones haiku, & yet not overly verbose. Yours felt & looked terrific; made me hungry for Asian food.
May 21, 2015 @ 22:48:39
Haiku are often considered “unfinished” even though they are. Classic haiku and tanka are my favorite forms of poetic expression. I disabled the spell check on my tablet because we often disagreed 🙂 . It may be fun sometime to do a renga to see all the different “endings” we come up with. I will sometimes embed a classic haiku or tanka in a poem. Maybe next MTB we can have a ramen bar to munch on.
May 21, 2015 @ 22:38:56
Tanks are cool, but tankas are cooler; (spell-check changed it without my notice).
May 21, 2015 @ 23:21:25
Rain “begging a dance” — what a great image!
May 22, 2015 @ 10:37:10
Thank you. It kept tapping but the leaf kept ignoring it. So when the rain asked me, I danced!
May 22, 2015 @ 00:15:13
There is such movement in your tanka.. The dance of course but the clover at puddle lake.. That’s really something.
May 22, 2015 @ 10:39:25
OH, you should have seen them – the big ones and the little ones, all having such a good time.
May 22, 2015 @ 00:43:02
A sweet, playful tone in your tanka today – that’s the only right way to deal with depressing ole rain! Charming!
May 22, 2015 @ 10:34:50
I’m glad you enjoyed. It was a sweet rain for sure.
May 22, 2015 @ 02:40:19
Your rain was a much gentler experience than mine! Lovely.
May 22, 2015 @ 10:34:14
But your rain was so rowdy and interesting!
May 22, 2015 @ 02:40:58
beautiful. thanks for sharing 🙂
May 22, 2015 @ 10:33:50
Thank you!
May 22, 2015 @ 09:48:36
feeling so cool and refreshed…we are burning here in India…ugh…
May 22, 2015 @ 09:51:15
It was chilly! Wish i cojld send you some of that rainand cool weathef.
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May 22, 2015 @ 13:33:00
I enjoy rainy days, and your words and photos express the mood so well. Lovely.
May 22, 2015 @ 13:58:22
I suspect we both find our inspiration in observing those minute details of nature. This is so peace-filled.
May 22, 2015 @ 14:14:50
I suspect we do 😊 It was a lovely peace filled day.
May 22, 2015 @ 14:20:45
I liked your poem and the images you selected.
May 22, 2015 @ 15:20:07
Thank you. I took those photos just for the tanka.
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May 22, 2015 @ 14:49:21
Admiring the tanka, specially the rain begging a dance ~
May 22, 2015 @ 15:46:17
It was truly…tap, tap, tap…Tender Green just ignored.
May 22, 2015 @ 16:06:25
What were they doing ? Making tadpoles 🙂
May 22, 2015 @ 16:31:14
watching the frogs make tadpoles…
May 22, 2015 @ 17:27:58
oh.. I always thought tadpoles spontaneously arose in puddles 🙂
May 22, 2015 @ 21:39:37
No….mama and daddy froggies do their thing and not picky about who looks. I imagine all the clover with thei tiny grills and beach balls had a time distracting the clover kids.
May 22, 2015 @ 20:58:01
One of my favorite sounds…the gentle tapping of rain and I love the way it looks in the woods when it just begins…how the leaves all begin the dance of rain. 🙂
May 22, 2015 @ 21:46:19
It is wondrous watching that dance.
May 22, 2015 @ 23:03:08
I must say this is much better than “pitter-patter”!
May 22, 2015 @ 23:13:13
Thank you. It was a lovely tap tap taptap….
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May 22, 2015 @ 23:49:28
Ah.. i too.. love the sprinkles of rain
on tender green.. where green
is brighter.. with crystal
drops of light..:)
May 23, 2015 @ 01:21:04
Bravo! this is so delightful … it makes me want to sing in the rain! 🙂
May 23, 2015 @ 22:13:02
You captured the beautiful simplicity of nature perfectly 🙂
May 25, 2015 @ 17:38:01
A holiday at Puddle Lake – I would love this! Oh for the joy and freedom of childhood – I would jump in and splash like crazy!
Anna :o]
May 25, 2015 @ 18:44:11
It was tempting but the clover families were having such fun, I didn’t want to tsunami them. I wished to be 4 inches high and join them.