Creative Writing and unfinished business…
May 14, 2014 § 11 Comments
hiding inside the duvet –
arms around the dog
Photo courtesy Thomas Bresson
Tagged: comfort, haiku, poem, thunderstorm
Ah! I can relate to that!
Goodo. So enjoying you wicked sense of humour too!
I finds storms to be comforting too. Something about them. Love your picture.
Thank you!. Photo not my handiwork I’m afraid. But soon, now I have this new camera…:-)
Still beautiful. Thank you for sharing. 🙂
I can picture the scene, though, personally, I love a good storm (mind you I like a strong wind too – dunno what that say about me). A lovely, comforting poem, Rachael
Thanks, Chris. Thunderstorms, blizzards – you name it – I love ’em all. I lied…as usual 🙂
Aw, I love this! I find something very calming about storms, as long as they’re not damaging (though they far too often are). And your dog is more loyal than mine–every time it storms here, my little dog takes off to hide behind the toilet. 😛
Ha. Glad you liked it. Your little dog sounds quite a pragmatic type of pooch! I made this up as I don’t have a dog just now, but in another life I had two border collies : one slept on or in the bed, the other underneath it, and I suspect although I can’t quite remember, that they used to seek solace next to me when it got noisy! 🙂
Grand!! As in “Grand Canyon GRAND!” Our little furry one is about 7 years old now, and he has finally got accustomed to stormy weather. BUT! If a lightning stroke is really close and the thunder rattles the windows and my teeth (!), he’ll snuggle up close to my wife on the couch…and then go quickly back to sleep. Me? No big deal…like Miranda’s dog, I just wedge myself behind the commode and “flush” up against the wall! 😛
Teehee! You paint such a vivid picture. I have all you describe in my head in technicolour – including you wedged behind the loo 🙂
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