Lolling, rolling, yellow brown bumblebees, humid hot, itty-bitty birds twittering within green leaves, the big black cat sat on the white porch, his eyes half-closed. Each time he heard the bees buzz, feline flipping the bird [thumping his tail], splintered wood. Feathered chit-chat, corpulent cat responds, opening his eyes, BUT — the thick air was like a blanket. The black cat closed his eyes once more.
The gray nimbus cloud BURST and the rain came.
Can a wrenching human sob be the same?
Two angry cats circling each other;
Potential cloudburst of rage, oh rather…
A thin man ran, his breathing a cloud burst.
Is a dog panting a symptom of thirst?
Cloudburst aptly describes our bad living.
Problems percolate until we’re seething.
Small wrens singing, cloudburst in the bushes;
Riotous Joy [!] in my psyche, wishes…