It’s been raining for days – this is your prompt starter for a poem or short story. Have fun with it.
I wrote this poem.
The Sky Is Low
Clouds rolling overhead
Dark and foreboding
Static in the air
Heralding the storm.
Lowering the sky
A flash of lightening
Then thunder booming
Heavy raindrops fall
Hit and splash
Dust turns to mud
Feathers and fur sodden
Leaves bent in submission
Drips turn to streams
The scent of rain
Refreshes the acrid heat
Dripping, splashing, cleansing
Today’s prompt is this beautiful image. Let the image speak to you.
It drew me in and I wrote what it inspired in a stream of consciousness.
Curtains of rain fall. Thundering upon the pavement. Running in every direction. Splashes soak coat hems and legs alike. Rivulets steadily flow together. Along gutters and crevices. Cars drive past creating waves. Flooding shoes and boots. All heads are hooded and facing downward. Speech impossible. Eagerness to be home the driving force.
A glance sees a girl. Standing as if a statue. Tattered umbrella sheltering her head. Fanning raindrops in a circle around her. Thigh length boots below a flimsy dress. An opened coat. Not affected by the cold dampness. Gazing at trickles becoming a stream. Her skin deathly white. Radiates a glow. No sway of body. Or blink of eye. Ramrod posture.
Unable to bear the torrent. Turn away. Homeward bound. Unanswered question.
Pluvious – definition: of or pertaining to rain : rainy
It may sound bizarre to a lot of people but one of the things I miss about England is the rain. Yep, the rain! England gets a lot of rain, hence the ‘green and pleasant land’. As an island surrounded with sea water the formation of rain clouds is a constant.
I should be more precise on what it is I miss about rain. It is the smell of freshly drenched earth and foliage and the actual sound of rain drops hitting the ground and any objects in its path. Watching rain rivulets down a window pane when you are warm and dry is a wondrous moment. Splashes of water rippling outward into infinity.
The majority of precipitation in Alberta, Canada is snow so a rainy day is a treat for the British expats living here. We have actually run outside to stand in it. As I said at the beginning – bizarre!
If you have moved a great distance, what do you miss?
My writing group used a single raindrop as the illustration on the book cover on the history of the group. A single drop causes a ripple effect and that is what one writer, one group can do for others. From a solitary drop the encouragement spreads
Another book with a raindrop as the theme is this one. I love this little story and it is perfect for a rainy day to read to your children.