This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..
THURSDAY 11th FEBRUARY 2021
Prompt ~PLASHES OF INDIGO
SPLASHES OF INDIGO
by John Yeo
When the Kingfisher comes inland
It’s always a sign of rainfall.
With his splashes of indigo plumage
Reflecting the skies illumination
He announces the arrival of welcome rain.
Living under indigo skies.
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Everything is burnt and sere,
Parched people on a parched earth
Scratch the dusty soil to survive.
The drought has been severe.
Acacia and Palm trees thrive.
Under the indigo skies.
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Rainfall arrives with a cool fresh shower
Flushing the dry scarred land clean.
The dust we have been breathing
Turns to mud. Life is a celebration,
Dancing, laughing and singing.
We have free, fresh water to drink.
The crops breathe a sigh of relief.
Living under indigo skies.
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Birds fly down to bathe and drink
In the swiftly forming puddles.
Dry river-beds begin to fill
First with a trickle, then a flood.
Flowers bloom fresh and smile.
Our crops grow green with welcome
Under the indigo skies.
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Women fill stone jars with water
Balancing the weight on their heads.
People dance and sing once again
Coming together to appreciate the rain.
Clean, clear fresh water is everywhere,
Flushing away the forgotten pain
Of the sad dry months of drought.
Living under indigo skies.
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