thunderstorming skies...
my tongue reaches to catch the
Important raindrops
the lightning's flash
causes me to flinch in surprise
Then an after boom
A squeak of fear
static electricity
makes my hair rise up
maybe inside is a
a much better place to be
in a thunderstorm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is another of your amusing, personable poems. You are very good in this genre. Perhaps consider: makes my hair stand up makes my hair stand on end