April - Poetry Month

This has been left dormant for way too long. Well, I am trying to do April's National Poetry Writing Month over on Livejournal, so I shall post my endeavours here to, on the off chance that anyone reads this who doesn't read that.

As always, if you are so inclined, feel free to donate on the donate button on the sidebar. One of these days I'll get back to the stories.

Today's offering:

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It was a dark and stormy night,
so the stories say.
That's how you know things
are going to go
wrong.
That's the portent for the life-changing
Thing,
the soul-crushing
Blow,
the earth-shattering
Event.
That's what the stories say.

But, for the most part,
it's not dark and stormy.
Sometimes it's not even night.
Sometimes it's just a
quiet afternoon,
a sunny morning,
a softly raining evening.

And the phone rings.