Mail Me a Thunderstorm

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This is a poem I am going to revise over time.  I would like it to be much longer, but I think I will think a bit more on thunderstorms and tainted love before doing so.  Here it is in the raw.


Cupped Hands


Mail me a thunderstorm

I must sop rain

sip select memories

digest things we do

slurp profane affections

belch thundering pangs

cough up you


By Shawn R. Jones


**Mail Me a Thunderstorm may be the title of one of my upcoming poetry books.



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  1. Rhonda C.Fitzgerald says:

    I like the title and enjoyed the poem. It sounds like a good beginning.

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