Kristine Joy, Writer

Prompt:
You wake up knowing the afternoon will bring a storm.
Write about the morning as something borrowed—what do you do differently when you know the sky will change?

in six hours

the sky will open up

and rain down fury

dragon clouds will breathe fire

winds will roar like a lion

and the lightning—once coiled cobras gone mad

but until then

a leisurely stroll in the woods

a delectable brunch on the patio

a frisky cavort

a book to get lost in

and a proving ground to prevail over