a stormy haiku story

daily thunderstorms sweep Georgia - I LOVE them

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

Author's Note

all comments welcome

Reviews

[Devansh Shekhar Shukla]

Yes it's really joyful. You have captured the beauty of it in your poem well. I enjoy thunderstorms sitting in my balcony. One of my friends told me, 'thunderstorms are the sign for nothing remains forever', and it's true because of how everything gets changed after that.

[anais.vionet]

I like that (a sign)