Tiny writing exercise

I haven’t forgotten my commitment to daily writing exercise. Since I have very little time today, I am posting a very little prompt.

Write a haiku that mentions rain (for information about the form, go here) .

This time I am ready to post my own fabulous creation (which took me about two minutes to write—can you tell?):

Rain seeps through my clothes

Cold, cranky, all I want is

A vodka tonic.

Sometimes if you dig deep, you strike literary gold!

I have to go to bed now.

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25 Responses to Tiny writing exercise

  1. I didn’t actually get one. 😦

  2. Muff says:

    f-ing rain again
    My basement moist from ground water
    At least it’s not snow

  3. Gilly says:

    I used to write haikus during finals period instead of studying or writing papers. So essentially this prompt is an invitation to procrastinate. Thanks… 😉

    But seriously, I was prompted to finally open the book of haikus I checked out of the library over a week ago. I found a haiku that mentions rain:

    After a hard rain,
    a cat stops to shake a paw
    before moving on.
    -Arizona Zipper

    …I like your haiku much better!

  4. Muff says:

    And then there is the classic…

    Rain rain go away
    come again another day
    or start taking meds

  5. winsomebella says:

    Rain in my long hair
    washes away the summer
    and again I shine.

  6. gojulesgo says:

    That is magical. I love haikus.

    I see your tonic,
    And raise you five shots of gin;
    Let’s make it rain booze!

  7. A vodka tonic is a wonderful idea! I think I could go for two right about now!

  8. Virginia says:

    Since you’re on your way to bed, don’t you think a vodka tonic would help you sleep nice and soundly? 😉

  9. lesliehobson says:

    When my sons were 5 and 7, we were sitting with their Grandma on a dock watching a storm move across the lake. I told them we weren’t allowed to go inside the cottage until each of us had written a haiku about the coming storm. Now they are both grown and they still remember (and think I was a bit nuts). Still have our poems – even more moving now that Grandma has lost her mind to dementia!

  10. midsummerdreamsandwintertales says:

    The wind blows the rain
    Into my open window
    Lethargy is me

    (And at this moment it is true).

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