Poet’s Pub Prompt: Onomatopoeia: Grandma Style

Buzzing ’round the kitchen
whirling, then a crack!
Grandma had just landed
Boom! Right on her back.
The toddlers had been dancing.
They loved the boogaloo.
But Grandma got too giddy
And wiggle, jiggled too.
They whooshed in one direction
‘Til one just spun around,
Her arms waved in a flutter,
Then, grandma slapped the ground.
A flash of muffled silence
Turned POOF into a treat.
Grandma flipped a somersault,
And, landed on her feet!

10 thoughts on “Poet’s Pub Prompt: Onomatopoeia: Grandma Style

  1. Maggie C 08/31/2018 / 5:55 pm

    Love this! Way to go, Grandma!

  2. Singledust 08/31/2018 / 6:40 pm

    oh what a dance she had, even the sound of silence had a loud echo here. love grandma’s vivacity.

  3. Frank Hubeny 09/03/2018 / 3:21 pm

    I’m glad to read she’s doing well after that fall.

  4. Joan Marion 09/03/2018 / 7:42 pm

    You’re getting your MO JO back -Grandma-landing on your feet!

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