Storm

by wizard   Oct 27, 2006


Darkened skies
Rolling clouds
white horses rise
from the sea below
Crested waves torn and ripped
Crashing water owe so deep

Rain starts falling
drenching the ground
fields start flooding
flora is drowned

Wind slowly twisting
starting to ripe
A twister arising from within the dark street.

Masonry flying
Windows a jar
this storm is relentless
the worst so far.

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  • 18 years ago

    by xxEvilAngelxx

    Scratch that- it flows through all the stanzas not just the first three

    =) Keep writing!
    xxEvilAngelxx

  • 18 years ago

    by xxEvilAngelxx

    Amazingly penned poem! I love how well it paints the images and How well it flows through the first three stanzas. The last line of the third stanza should be split into two lines: A twister arising / from within the dark street. In the last stanza: AJAR is one word and the last line - it fits well but the vocabulary could be expanded more. Wonderful job overall!

    xxEvilAngelxx

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