The Storm

July 6, 2010
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Dark Clouds begin to form,
Ut-oh here comes a storm,
The sun begins to die away,
The storm is here its going to stay,
Lightning comes within our sight,
It fills the sky with an eerie light,
The thunder is like a lion roaring,
The lighting is a bright light soaring,
I cannot describe how hard the wind blew,
It knocked down one tree; soon to be two,
The rain poured down as fast as a shower,
The storm went on for what seemed like an hour,
Finally away went the dark and the gray,
The sun is now back and its going to stay.

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Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 21, 2010 at 7:18 pm
Very nice poem, with good rhythm. You described the nature of a storm very well and with emotion. I, also, am a huge fan of these wielders of terror and beauty but am slightly afraid of them as well.
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