All five senses to describe a moment with thunder in the background.
and lightning zaps
as you hold the strawberry-rhubarb pie
before it falls into your lap.
like you did
when your first child pooped...
Now your smile
illumines soft wrinkles
as waterfalls run down my cheeks.
I wipe away the past
and grab a fork
as we sit
consuming the sticky fragrant mess,
rubbing elbows while we wait for thunder,
for every morsel left.
© Kåre Enga [177.126] (8.juli.2020)
Prompt: "Thunder" - you must use all 5 senses and do not use the words see, touch, taste, hear, smell or feel.
Original entry "Thunder  (19 lines)" post July 8 in "July 8 poem"