Natural for me to fear lost life,
this lightning flashing above me.
Terrified in the green chair,
rain dripping off shutters—
blue St. Elmo’s fire.
I am alright,
but feeling
jitters,
God!
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Natural for me to fear lost life,
this lightning flashing above me.
Terrified in the green chair,
rain dripping off shutters—
blue St. Elmo’s fire.
I am alright,
but feeling
jitters,
God!
I love storms! This brought to mind the many afternoon storms where I would sit outside on the porch until the lightning got too close and I would be forced to go in. Thank you for bringing back those memories.
Thank you, Deanna.
Love it… my shutters are shaking!
Thanks!