Wednesday's Words On Friday?

 That's the title of a blogpost belonging to 'Drifting though life.' 
"Isn't that what many of us tend to do?" I thought to myself as I saw those words. I love drifting! LOL

On the spot, it spurred me into action. Not to write a story, for that has never been my 'thing', but a few lines in a syllabic style which may be classed, perhaps, as being on the fringes of true poetic endeavour (my first love). So here are my hot off the press words on a grey afternoon:-

Gentle sun blessed morning sky, but rainclouds  

arrived all too soon. Their fluffiness 

belied the damage flood water

would cause as river levels

over-spilled onto fields,

followed lanes to drown

houses. Raindrops'

gathered force,

waging

war.

The counting of decreasing syllables in the ten lines, forces the mind to think in a different way about words chosen to fit that rigid framework. 

Surely, every writer who pays more attention to specific words they use, can't help but add to that basic skill of transferring thoughts to paper?

Maybe try this recipe for yourself, some moment when you stop to pause, and not drift?  Good Luck. ♥