Written for: Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Take The Weather With You
(posted by Paul John Dear)
“There’s all kinds of weather ahead. Maybe snow, rain, hail, sleet…maybe a bright bright sun-shiny day…but whatever the weather we poets can pen a piece to brew up a storm in a teacup.
So don’t rain on my parade. Pen me a weather related poem.”
When I submit a poem,
I hope it does not
go into the slush pile.
Just the thought,
brings on thunderstorms
of tears. My icicle
fingers tense up,
fog sets up shop
in my head. Then,
I think of those sunny
moments when my brain
is struck by a lightning
idea, and my pen scribbles
away on a fresh, dry pad
and I smile.
Kim, I like the idea of having to “a fresh new pad.” I compose on the old Galaxy 5 smart phone the most, followed by my iPad. Guess I’d be writing with ‘a fresh new screen.’
Your publisher’s slush pond sounds like a place to stay away from.
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Thanks, Jim. I always write on a pad first.
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I like the way you’ve woven weather into the writing of poetry. Cool.
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Thanks, Sherry!
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I am grateful for those sunny moments myself.
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I wonder if it’s sun or rain that force my pen… the sunny moments are too rare to know
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I am moved by darker days.
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Ha ha, well done.
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Thanks, Rosemary!
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Love it. Internal weather systems for poetry writing.
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Thanks, Paul!
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Soo beautifully poignant!! Sigh.. 💞
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Thanks, Sanaa!
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