Granpa Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Granpa
The house vibrated
when the fat man snored.
Windows rattled,
noise shuddered the floors.
Deep, in deep sleep
his guttural sounds
pounded the air waves
upstairs and down.
Then, silence for seconds.
All thought
he had died.
The house stopped
its shaking,
all stood wide eyed...
but then aloud choke...
fat man continued again
to shake the foundations
with the strength
of ten men.
Sally Plumb
‘Snoring 'Amusing Breath holding Foreboding Side changing Helps stopping ~ [sleep apnea]’ ~ niv Ms. Nivedita UK
Amusing. Great use of metaphor. Your grandfather comes across as a very strong, larger than life figure in this poem. Very original, Sally. Warm regards, Sandra
this poem reminds me of my grandpa ='(a moving poem my friend..truly spectacular
Superb imagery Sally.Enjoyed this one.Thanks for sharing a lighter note.zzzzzzz. Sid x.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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You’ve painted a vivid picture. Sounds like a scene in a sitcom.
Thanks for your comment. Very pleasing.