Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Full Moon and Thunderstorms

On one side of the sky the Moon was full,
It was shining high and shining bright.
On the other side the Thunder was clapping,
With sporadic bolts of light.

From my vantage point, from the where I stood.
This was a pretty amazing sight.
But I didn’t stay long, to view this sky,
Cause I knew I was in for a long night.

A full moon by itself is enough to spook me,
A kind of strangeness comes through the air.
It brings out the worst in all kinds of people.
And of course I know the werewolves will be there.

When you add in a thunderstorm to the mix,
It brings on a whole new meaning to Scare.
The kids get nervous and start to cry,
But I don’t have the time to care.

I can’t console them, when I need some consoling,
Soothing words from me won’t be said.
I can’t be worried about what they need,
I have to get the pillows up over my head.

Don’t come to me in times of fright.
You better go to your mother instead.
I need my flashlight and survival kit,
If you care to join me, I’ll be under the bed.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

If you see your shadow, does that mean you will be scared for the first 6 weeks of spring?

1:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The way you pound Miller lights? I'm surprised that poem didn't refer to two full moons.

1:38 PM  
Blogger Teri said...

that was great LW, didn't realize what a poet you are.

2:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like your blog, but poetry is not your forte.

5:17 PM  
Anonymous joanne said...

i think your poetry is quite good! i'm impressed.

6:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I didn't think the poem was about a fort. I thought it was about thunder and lightning.

9:06 PM  

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