Thunderstorms remind me...
Of days long ago
When I sat safely nestled inside
Our front porch
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Thunderstorms remind me of panic and the terror of childhood noise! ! ! Even now, I can't 'enjoy' storms, despite their dramatic intensity and stark beauty. There's always that nagging fear... Your poem is written as a series of nostalgic stepping stones concluding with a comfortable sort of nowness which works incredibly well to round off the poem. Super write. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Generally, it's fantastic to feel safe and tucked up when the world outside has gone mad isn't it? Loved this Dee. t x
a crackling good write! hope you got your clothes off the line in time! -chuck