Set the timer for five minutes. Ummm… Rain… Go!
The unyielding drumming of rain on the skylights rattles the room. The lamps cannot even penetrate the dismal dread of the storm. Clouds swirl and billow overhead, while lightning demands attention as it crackles through the sky.
The eye of the storm.
The wary stand, and open their doors. The porches damp, the yards flooded.
The clouds break overhead.
Beyond the trees, a glow of cheer appears. A giant bow of color reaching across the sky.
I smile, and raise my eyes to the sun. Dread falls from my soul. Banished. Life starts anew.
Okay… that was a little weird. For a minute I think I was writing poetry. I never know what’s going to shoot out of my fingers when I set that timer.
Nice imagery. I can hear and feel the rain.
Thanks! I guess I did my job then!
Glad you enjoyed it!
You’re pretty handy with the prose in just five minutes’ time. I’m not sure I could write something coherent in five minutes. LOL.
Love this 5 minute flash idea! I’m always surprised by the creativity of your posts. 🙂
Awe thanks. I’m never sure about posting these. They sound so raw and unfinished to me. I’m a perfectionist at heart, and five minutes isn’t long enough to polish.
Awesome! I really liked it! 🙂
Five minutes? Someday I should try it on my own just to see if my brain would freeze up the way I think it will! 🙂
I think you did great!
It’s kind of neat to get your juices flowing. It’s surprising sometiems
You are right about it feeling like poetry. It worked well. Great job for five minutes.
Thanks. I think the poetry was a knee jerk “I don’t know where I’m going and the time is running out” reaction, but maybe it worked.
Five minutes? That’s what your brain-to-fingers produced in a mere five minutes? I am in awe!
Well, the rain was pretty loud on the skylights. I just described what was actually going on.
Mmmmm I love the rain but not being woken up by giant thunder claps. It is pouring buckets up here in Hightstown. I love your comment that you don’t know what is going to shoot out of your finger tips. Its so true.
Tee Hee. Was that the same rainstorm I was writing about? Could have been!
I would think so. NJ is not so big that we can’t have parts of the same storm.
And little did you know I was a few hours away writing about it. 🙂
As you wrote I was being kitty-bombed by my fat cat. Trade?
Ha! You need to write five minute fiction on that!
I don’t like rain or cloudy days so I like this. It’s short and sweet and I like the image that goes along with it. I don’t what it is, haha, but Iit’s nice to look at.
Tee Hee. That’s my official Five Minute Fiction Logo. I’m not really sure what it is. I just threw virtual “paint” at the screen and saw what happened. It kind of looks like a genie. I was only going to use it once, but it kind of stuck with me.