WordPress, you are killing me with these. Today’s prompt (challenge?) is to write a post or a poem about rain. Being the overachiever that I am, I chose the latter, and upped the ante by doing a Petrarchan sonnet. English nerds among us can check that my rhyme scheme conforms. Do I get bonus points for record time? CAVEAT: It’s corny as hell (blame it on the rain):
Confession of a California Girl
Of all the types of weather that there are
Rain certainly is the most bothersome –
Nothing I can think of is more hum-drum
Than being housebound with my VCR.
Blue sky and sunshine I prefer by far.
Tempest toss’d? I’d rather carpe diem
Shades on, top down, and live the L.A. dream
Bone dry, thanks – anything else is bizarre.
And yet, I must admit that without rain
My cherished summer blooms would cease to be.
So to banish drought on the central plain
Know trees are renewed perennially
And see that lakes and rivers are sustained,
A little drizzle is alright by me.
Even though I am a California girl, I really do love the rain, so much – the sound, the smell, and the cleansing effect. I was just feeling a little contrary. Reminds me of a saying, sung adorably here:
The Frill Seeker 