Stress

May 18, 2010
By Hasiuk SILVER, International Falls, Minnesota
Hasiuk SILVER, International Falls, Minnesota
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I lay there napping, with something tapping,
Dreaming of my unspoken lore.
I awaken, as I felt quite shaken,
As a clasp of thunder sounds off in the distance.
I get up and stare, there’s a sudden flare
As a streak of lightning flashes across the midnight sky.
Quite as I knelt, because of something I felt,
Knowing the secrets I hide within.
My cat fled, as I rose up and said,
No longer can I keep these hidden.
Releasing the anger I store, there was thunder no more,
Outside of this dreaded house.
I look out the door, the birds they sore,
The clouds start to thicken.
My cat runs out, with out a doubt,
He shall not return.
I sit on the chair, pulling my hair,
Pandering what I should do.
I fell to the ground,
With a thundering sound,
Screaming I can’t take it any more.


The author's comments:
Wrote this after coming home from a very stressful day at school. Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven" also gave me inspiration for this poem, as you can see I have included some of his language into it.

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on Jun. 11 2010 at 7:50 am
IgniteTheAirwaves PLATINUM, New City, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody." -J.D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye

Nice job. I even felt a bit of The Raven's rhyme scheme incorporated.


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