This little Monday morning Dribble
I am writing on a day
when cyclic thunderstorms and drizzle
have come, it seems, to stay.
I’m actually writing this on Saturday morning for my upcoming Monday post. The first wave of thunderstorms rolled through around midnight, I think, and it was followed by maybe three more thunderous waves before dawn—if you can call it dawn. The morning light is tinted green today, not unlike a hurricane, but for the absence of significant wind. It’s now going on 10:00 a.m., and the storms continue to roll through, interspersed with brief periods of light drizzle. I find storms to be very soothing—as long I can enjoy them from the safety of my home. But my poor husband is out working in this weather, and I feel bad for him as he must deal with bouts of torrential rain, flooded streets, and crazy drivers.
Copyright © 2021 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved
Name derived from the name of the micro-fiction form “Drabble,” which is a story consisting of exactly 100 words. A Dribble is a poem consisting of exactly 100 letters (not characters—spaces and punctuation are not counted) in four lines.
Because of the brevity of the poem, the title is integral to the poem (though not included in the count).
Rhyme scheme: abab
Photo taken in Milton, FL, 2017