M. L. Kiser Poet Diminished Hexaverse

The Sneaky Thunderstorm

The approaching rainstorm,
Rolls across darkened skies;
Tries to hide in the clouds;
It will not have success.
It happens too often;
Everyone knows its goal.

It shakes the Earth and 
terrifies the kids;
“boom…boom…ba bang… boom;”
Angels bowling, huh?
Do I look stupid?

Everyone knows
Angels don’t bowl;
Soccer’s their game 
Of choice, you know.

Everyone
knows thunder;
merely drums

Sneaky
thunder.

Drums.

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Caren Krutsinger September 10, 2019 at 11:25 PM I am trying to picture the angels playing soccer; I had to re-dress them, but that was no big deal. A good one for sure, M.L. M. L. Kiser September 11, 2019 at 1:59 PM Thank you.

Jennifer Proxenos September 8, 2019 at 10:14 AM Thunder is sneaky and the dry part of the storm before it rains is scarier and sneakier - it rumbles and grumbles and the lightening whose electricity could light up a city - children and animals are petrified - sneaky thunder, merely drums. Hugs, Jennifer. M. L. Kiser September 9, 2019 at 9:38 AM It is indeed. Thank you.

Jeanne Mcgee September 6, 2019 at 8:50 AM I love this form and you wrote a great piece describing the strom of angels make. M. L. Kiser September 9, 2019 at 9:38 AM Thanks so much.