So I was in a bit of a mood yesterday, as my post will indicate. I spent some time browsing some blog features sites and came across Writer’s Digest, which gives writing prompts. I found this weeks challenge particularly interesting. And so:
Write a 26-line poem using all the letters of the alphabet, where the first line starts with the letter “A,” the second “B,” the third “C,” etc., culminating with the final line starting with “Z.”
Blizzards, snow and
Cold. So cold.
Depression sets in,
Fatigue on the rise.
Grainy salt covered muck left on boots and floors.
Heaters draining any remaining moisture from the air.
I wonder, who enjoys such things?
Just a minute!
Keep on smiling!
Laughter can be a medicine here!
No, I think not.
Oh, what should inspire such laughter?
Pavement covered in ice?
Questionable driving conditions?
Roaring, blustering winds.
Shovelling oneself out just in time for the plow to come by.
The damn plow!
Understand, I hold no issue with the driver.
Viewing the snow covered roads,
Waving as he drives past.
Xenophobia comes up full force
Yelling at strangers due to stress
Zealots. I wonder, who enjoys such things?