imagined seasons
day by day random sampling
inevitable
This week’s event is to write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less using the word random. Held weekly at Patricia’s Place.
-Eugenia
featured image – Pexels
Categories: Challenges, Poetry
Dreaming of Spring
Onward 
Breathless 
It’s Christmas 
Loves me, loves me not 
I certainly feel your pain here, Eugenia… From hot to cold then back, is rough on a person. We have had three days, I know, off the top of my head, where the temperature fell as much as thirty degrees, from one day to the next. By that, I mean the high temperature for the day plummeted that hard. And, it seems to have rained significantly every week this year. I was in Nashville this month, on a day where there was more rain in that single day than is usually collected in an entire February. It was over four inches. The Cumberland River was threatening to flood, then, as it is right now. The last time Nashville had to contend with that, the stage of the Grand Old Opry went underwater! Poor Old Ryman Auditorium… I bet this will be one year, they do not complain of low water tables in Atlanta.
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Yes, Atlanta doesn’t need more rain but mom nature is not listening. The Chattahoochee River is at max in our area. Seems extreme weather is wreaking havoc more than usual for this time of the year.
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Very true words. Life is random in its determination. Thanks for linking.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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