The Will of Weather

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings #340 - Make Your Choice

"Today, the prompt is up to you. This is sort of a wild card day. I will offer three categories from which you choose where your poem takes you. The choices are rather ordinary. The extraordinary thing here will be the poem you write, for you are all extraordinary poets! So, her goes…

Write a colorful poem – Pick a color, any color and write a poem using that color as your inspiration.

Write a weather poem – Everyone talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it. So do something about it and use it in a poem. Wind, rain, snow, wherever you go take the weather with you!

Write a royal poem – You know the hierarchy – King, Queen, Prince, …Choose a ranking and make yourself the (your choice) of something. You are the King Of Rhyme, the Queen of Sumptuous foods, the Prince of Pondering… you get the idea. Write a “Royal” poem, but don’t let it be a pain!"


Pale blue sky struggles
to deepen, and coax
sun to appear.  Charcoal
clouds move overhead.  Few
drops of rain.  We are in
a car, nearly home, and several
blocks ahead of us, everything
is enveloped in fog.  Odd.  
We ride into foggy area only
to discover there is no
fog, simply sheets of pounding
water covering the windshield.  
For one chilling moment, nothing 
is visible.  Humidity follows.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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