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by Lonesomeme   Apr 20, 2007


I watch as the window pain takes a beating
Black curtain of dismay drops on this dreary Friday
Morning is no longer bright and blooming
But dark as the clouds scream angry
At the whispering of the trees in the wind.
Thundering booms and lightning fill the darkened sky.
Fires burn insessantly as mother nature unleashes her wrath on the gossiping willows.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Melpomene

    I really liked this poem, because the words you used made your vocab seem really strong. Even though it didnt ryhme i found the flow to be flawless. One thing that i didnt like was just some lines seemed longer then others and the format of the poem was a little off aswel but that could be your own personal style so i cant vote less just because of that. I found this poem to be a great read. 5/5 ~mel

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