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Daily Prompt: Singin’ in the Rain

June 15, 2013

Safe inside, toasty warm, while water pitter-patters on the roof… describe your perfect, rainy afternoon.


I’m sitting at my dining table,

And I think I forgot to close the window

Because the curtains are flying

And there is water


Monsoon wind swirls and gusts are life-giving,

Invigorating, in the face of summer heat.

I’m curled up with Harry Potter again –

I’m sorry if it looks like I’m ignoring you

But I’m not really here anymore;

I really didn’t hear you.

My stomach interrupts me though,

So I blast my DVD player all the way

With a mix CD from two years ago

Signed by a friend,

And sing like no one ever has before

Because no one ever has.

And I get my poncho, chocolate,

Sunflower seeds and soup

Because tea is hard to get just right

And sweaters and coffee are too cliché.


Today’s Author Prompt:

She sang a song I’d never heard, and yet it felt so familiar.

White-hot frustration made me want

To throw things, to shatter glass,

To rip apart paper,

To rip apart myself.

Not knowing

What is in store for you

Is infinitely worse than

Dealing with what has happened.

So I picked up my hands,

Itching to hurt,

Itching for hurt,

And let them feel around,

Like feelers on a fish from the deep

Or maybe the blind.

They found my guitar.

And she sang a song I’d never heard, and yet it felt so familiar.