This challenge comes from a small writing group. We have a large series of random questions that we answer and share. The goal is to answer at least one per week.
It’s a rainy day. Write a short poem about what would make it perfect.
Before I start my actual post, I feel the need to pat myself on the back just a bit. By the number of this challenge I have made it halfway through the year. In the middle of a pandemic and stay at home orders that may not ever go away. ( Okay that is a bit dramatic, even for me.) I know this is an incredibly difficult time for the entire world and my having to come up with a short story each week seems like a cake walk.
This writing challenge I have accepted has truly helped me get through this difficult time. It has given me something other than me or my woes to focus on. It is forcing me to look at other things and other times and try to make sense of things. While I do still think about and write about Covid-19, this has helped me move on and I am grateful. I am not sure if I will complete a full year of this or not, but I will try. A number of people in my group have long ago stopped this assignment.
My Perfect Rainy Day
- A soft rain is falling.
- The smell in the air is clean and fresh.
- The outdoor diners just put the umbrella up over their table.
- Over my shoulder a rainbow is taking shape.
- It’s very warm outside.
- People are still going in and out of shops.
- Looking at the sky and the sun is starting to come out.
- It’s my kind of rainy day.