Stillness Poem by Linda Hepner
Stillness
When you sneeze,
It’s not a breeze,
A waft of trees
Or buzz of bees,
It’s Hep! And Hup!
It’s whop! And whup!
It’s Whosh and Whoosh
It’s putch and pooch!
The split and splat
Has knocked us flat;
But you're the cat
I'm smiling at!
K.Kat
LRH
A beautiful symphony of sounds. This is what I call a poem with sound effects. Beautiful. Susie.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:07:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hay fever was predicted many centuries ago by the great Nostril-damus, I believe. Fun one! -chuck