Tuesday Poem: Storm on Facebook
Storm on Facebook
I don’t know how to ‘Heart’ this big wind
bullying my doors and windows with strange suggestions
I can’t even ‘Like’
or ‘Share’ the feeling that knots my stomach
leaving my mouth dry.
If I don’t go out, it will threaten to come in
so I cower under the quilt
putting up pictures of cute dogs
and kittens in boxes.
But the wind comes guttering
beneath the tiles of the roof
pushing the wall back with a sudden gust
going Viral.
© Kathleen Jones 2014
'Nubifragio' - Cloudburst |
The morning after |
A terrified Ellie |
Vaniglia unmoved! |
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ReplyDeleteOh, I so know that feeling... Thanks for the poem!
ReplyDeletefun :)
ReplyDeleteThanks all - yes, it is just a bit of fun!
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