Poem ~~ Clouds Bumping Together

Booming and crashing

Accompanied by violent flashing;

Trembling leaves,

Shaking the eaves.

Dogs are scared out of their mind,

There’s never been anything of the kind!

Little birds in the trees

Fall on their knees,

Frightened beyond words

Shaking like a box of Nerds.

Lions roar, “No more!”

For their cubs are frightened to the core.

Babies wail,

The beaver flaps his tail

The sun ceases to shine,

The lightning strikes in a line.

Dad comes flying home from work,

Just so he can lurk

In the safety of his own home,

Looking like a hunched-over gnome.

Eyes wild with fright,

Heart pounding with all its might.

Fists clenched, eyes closed,

He’s a man posed

In pure and utter panic.

Are they all gonna sink like the Titanic?

Mom huddles on the floor,

Whispering, “Please, no MORE!”

She races to the basement,

To put herself in an encasement

Away from that horrible crashing noise.

Little boys

Drop their toys,

As window panes rattle,

And the house itself begins to tattle:

“Don’t get me wrong, but oh my!

I THINK WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!”

What is this horrible thing?

This thing that threatens to bring

Calamity upon the whole world?

Are we all to death to be hurled?

Is it some violent upheaval of the weather?

Why no, it’s simply the clouds bumping together.