Storm
By Rhiannonw
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Rain ground-pounding
lashing,
lightning flashing,
booming sound
of thunder crashing –
winds howling
gales bashing
rifting, lifting;
water standing
cars splashing
earth soaking
drinking,
water sinking
down to roots
to feed new shoots,
empower life;
while wild turmoils last
beware, take care,
heed warning,
– dangers storming –
shelter from vast
torrential blast
until the fury’s
spent, far past.
[IP:storms]
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Comments
I love a nice big dramatic
I love a nice big dramatic thunderstorm - and I think you've managed to get all its ingredients into this poem - thank you!
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Some wonderful use of words
Some wonderful use of words Rhiannon, I could feel the storm unfolding.
Jenny.
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Great rhythm you have cought
Great rhythm you have cought the music of the storm and made it into words
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Rhythm
Your work never dissapoints and I simply adored the rhythm of this poem. For some reason I was transported back to a famous piece of work 'the night mail' and the rhythm in that. A really inspiring piece of work Rhiannon. Well done...again!
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