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Full Blown Thunderstorm in Kansas

a tiny drizzle or an avalanche of water cascading like Niagara Falls?
April is giving us a joyful nod, emptying her clouds one at a time
Clothes on the line went from being sprinkled to saturated
robins had been hopping happily; now they are in hiding

I was dancing with joy for the garden and I needed rain
But this

Categories: full blown, rain, storm,
Form: Narrative

My Full Blown Addiction


A new full blown addiction
ls now what l  possess
Which has entirely captured my body and soul 
Its intense hold…. mere words cannot express

Five months now since it started
Yet it is completely out of control
It is all l can think about 
Embedded eternally in my soul

This desire and longing is unbearable
The deep need for it

Categories: full blown, addiction, desire, humor,
Form: Rhyme

full blown thunderstorm

gray tranquility
cloudy unmoving pensive
endearing silence

moments before rain
loud whip cracks across the sky
wind quickly picks up

full blown thunderstorm
peace is obliterated
nothing tranquil now

Categories: full blown, rain,
Form: Haiku

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

From Bud To Full Blown Blossom

tiny pink buds
trimming little girls lace pinafores
one lone rose in a crystal vase at church
delighting those who take a whiff 

knock-out roses
neon and fabulous
showing off in the garden
marigolds and lilacs jealous 

yellow roses 
given by unsure suiter
who was afraid to choose the red ones
greeted with a fabulous smile 

white roses 
in bride’s bouquet
enhancing her virginity
delighting

Categories: full blown, flower,
Form: Free verse

Full Blown Acryic Lah Lah Land

A smear of red, a splash of orange, two streaks of glitter.
Every blouse sleeve and bended knee of a pair of jeans ruined.
Sandy cared not, she was a painter, and she loved it to the gills.
Life found her in full-blown acrylic lah lah land most of the time.
Are all of your clothes ruined? Her friend

Categories: full blown, art,
Form: Prose Poetry

I Love In a Full Blown Puppy Way

My crushes are so numerable, it is crazy to try to remember them all.
When I love you it’s in a full blown puppy way, in your lap with Tarzan’s call.
Sky King, Mighty Mouse, Bugs Bunny, The Pink Panther, Howdy Doody.
Yes, I know it is dating me. I also crush on things sweet and fruity.
Cobbler, filled

Categories: full blown, love,
Form: Rhyme