"A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightning."
Rain or the lack of rain seems to be a constant topic on the news. Depending where you are you have either had way too much or not a single drop. I am dealing with the latter living here in Texas. I haven’t seen a decent rain cloud in months and boy do we need it. With grass fires and winter headed our way we may be going without for even longer. Every time a storm pops up it seems to skip my area. I miss the smell of fresh rain that a gust of wind can bring minutes before the skies open up. I miss the wet grass after a good spring storm. I miss the feel of a thousand pin pricks of sensation on my skin as search out a puddle to jump in. I miss the rain.
"And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow."
~Gilbert K. Chesterton
When you think of rain what comes to mind? Are you envisioning the scene in Nicholas Sparks movie The Notebook where everyone’s latest heartthrob Ryan Goesling is professing his undying love to Rachel McAdams in a romantic rain storm? What is your rain fantasy? We all have one even if it is a simple as sitting at a pond watching the water ripple by small drops rain.
Think of the word.
What do you envision?
As always we are excited to read your poetry and prose and can’t wait to see what storms stir in your mind this week. We have our umbrellas out just waiting for your words to pour in today.
I am late today so there will be no delay on Mr. Lynky today.
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