sweeping the porch
broom explodes in my hands—
lightning strike
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Strike
sweeping the porch
broom explodes in my hands—
lightning strike
Mark M. Redfearn 
Yikes!
Think that would blow my mind too. Holy cow! Big response from little haiku.
Whoa! That was unexpected. This haiku is loaded! Brilliant.
Crickey, a close shave brush!
warm summer raindrops
are you channeling Ben Franklin perchance?
whoa! I have been watching Merlin episodes nonstop lately, this seems like something that would happen on that show 🙂
Careful with that broomstick 🙂
is that a broom in your hand
or are you dueling with saruman
Cheers!
JzB
Witchbattle?
Wow, I hope you were grounded. Sounds a bit Harry Potterish. I like it!
Eek! And I love these comments.
So do I, Cathy. Aren’t they great? 🙂
Indeed! I think it’s always a compliment when writing gets a discussion going.
Give and take: That’s the value of comments, as far as I’m concerned. Thanks for being part of the discussion!
Oh, I internalized this too much the first read…
thinking it had been so long since I swept the porch
lightening would strike me.
That being said,
very well written…
nice original take on the prompt.
Peace
Siggi
Better the broom than you!!
Too true!
Perhaps the God of Swept Porches is telling you to leave the clean up for another day!
Oh, I suppose you’re right! 🙂
wouldn’t encourage me to sweep anymore 🙂
Is it that dangerous to sweep the porch? Than I want do that again. 🙂