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Being a random glory,
the sky slowly darkens
as the storm rolls in.
Lightning arcs across
from cloud to cloud,
and near-constant thunder
shatters the heavens
with rolling, unending
sound.
the sky slowly darkens
as the storm rolls in.
Lightning arcs across
from cloud to cloud,
and near-constant thunder
shatters the heavens
with rolling, unending
sound.
Literature
The Storm
What can you do?What can I do?...
As the rain falls and the lightning strikes.
As I sit and I watch
The downpour outside
And I think how unfair it is
That my mom made me stay inside!
You'll get hit by lightning!
But then I insist
She says okay be careful then...
I skip outside, and I start to dance!
I am just happy
A happy little guy!
As I dance in the rain...
Hail starts to happen.
It rattles my scalp
I start to run
The wind starts blowing....
Blowing me away!
I scream in fear
I should have listened!
I fly through the sky
And I get slammed to the ground
I get ripped up!...
By the furious twister!
It really kind of hurts...
Now I am
Literature
Sea-Storm
Flashing, roaring, racing lightning
Burns away the cloying dark.
Clouds are waves upon the cliff
Of blue sky, rolling endlessly into the cold
Void of the heavens. The winds hound
The clouds into the void above.
Clouds boil into being above
And between them flickers pale lightning.
Baying at the sky, lean hounds'
Voices are lost in the thunder echoing from the dark.
The winds build, blowing cold
Down the clouds in the sky, tall like cliffs.
The sea, storm-driven, beats against the cliffs,
Spraying spume to the ledges above.
The waves clamour and duel, cold
In their roaring wrath, cold as the pale lightning
Which sunders and routs the dark,
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Literature
Dark Rain
"Dark Rain"
Boiling clouds of threatening murk,
Filling the sky from horizon to sights end,
Shadows deepen, creep and swell,
And lights seem dim and smothered,
The first drops fall
Remember; it's only rain
Thick sheets of glossy black,
Each drop like bitter corrosive tar,
Steak the buildings, paint the bricks,
Leave splashes of sorrow on the walls,
Leave tear marks on people's skin,
Always look forward; it's only rain
Trickling lines of sullen darkness creep,
Pouring over, around, and through,
Each path leeching heat, light, and life,
Like thieves taking happiness instead of gold,
Streets are dark as the rain falls
Keep you
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Written for a prompt at Metre Maids: [link] It is rough, but I'm workin' on it. Critique welcome.
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I followed your link and think it'd be cool to also see a link to "your old poem," too. Think so?
Does a "...near-constant thunder...with rolling, unending sound" really "shatter[s] the heavens"?
Not near-constant and rolling thunder I've heard.
Crackling thunder does.
Still, this is a wonderful rendition of the prompt [I think] and the "random glory" of a storm.
I love storms, kinda like John Muir did. Thank you!
Does a "...near-constant thunder...with rolling, unending sound" really "shatter[s] the heavens"?
Not near-constant and rolling thunder I've heard.
Crackling thunder does.
Still, this is a wonderful rendition of the prompt [I think] and the "random glory" of a storm.
I love storms, kinda like John Muir did. Thank you!