The rain poured today, cold cold rain on a warm spring day. It was thunderously loud and calmingly silent at the same time.
With the Dixie Chicks’ Fuck You Anthem in our heads, and nothing but each other on our bodies, Kate and I stood in the back yard and enveloped ourselves in thought and reflection. Together and alone with rhythmic sheets of soul cleansing liquid ice.
Not a word was said between us, yet we shared the universe.
This poetry contest will run until March 31st, and voting will go until April 7th.
Your theme will be:
Quietly naked in the pouring rain.
You can add that as a final line, or just make it the theme or focus and not have that line at all. Have fun!