highs and lows-
predictable becomes unstable.
rumbling on the horizon-
just before atmospheric tension thickens.
I haven’t written much poetry lately (inspiration comes and goes for me on the poetic front.) On Sunday afternoon, I pondered what to write just as rumbling thunder teased me with the prospect of a monsoon storm. I remembered this photo from the 4th of July, taken a few hours before rain happened and delayed the fireworks display. I thought it went well with this poem.
As I wrote this, I had in mind the similarities between weather storms and the emotional storms we encounter in relationships. Perhaps my crankiness this past week prompted me to go there! Seriously, last week was stressful with one annoyance after another. I let it get to me, until I finally was able to let it go (mostly). My husband was smart and kept his distance. My kids (older son especially) were not as wise and chose to challenge me. Next week has to be better!
I missed writing a story last week because my mind just wasn’t there. It was a creative flat line of sorts, which I haven’t experienced in a while. I won’t overreact and call it writer’s block- I’ll just chalk it up to being preoccupied with the competing priorities that are life. I’m hoping to come up with some fiction for later this week. I really need my mind to rescue me from the “daily grind.”
Have a beautiful week!