Today’s challenge from Na/GloPoWriMo Day 10 is to write a poem that starts from a regional phrase, particularly one to describe a weather phenomenon
Old ladies with sticks
chased me from my car, over the railroad tracks
to the safety of the curb
where I was protected by trees until I found
my weapon
buried at the bottom of my backpack
something I could use
to do battle
with those vicious old ladies with sticks!
I stepped bravely out to the curb
weapon in hand
I lifted it to the sky
I clutched it in my fist and screamed
to those vicious, merciless old ladies with sticks
” Screw you rain! If you were snow, everyone would love you! Hear me! Be gone vicious hags!”
and I unfurled my umbrella and went to war
bravely with honor against
those vicious, evil, Old Ladies With Sticks.