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[title] => The STORM
[time] => 2009-09-15 23:41:30
[hometext] => PLEASE CRITIQUE AND RATE MY POEM...............even negative feedback is better than no feedback at all.
[bodytext] => Midway through a summers day a storm began to brew, and great forces beyond man's control began to merge, and grew. * * * * * * * * It started as a gentle breeze and gradually it strengthened, and shadows cast upon the land began to slowly lengthen. A surging, seething, mass of clouds blots out the noon-time sun, and thunderheads, miles high begin their shore-bound run. Birds take flight and dart about seeking some place safe and warm, and boats sail into harbour bays to take refuge from the storm. Lightning cracks, like giant whips and splits the blackened skies, and searing, blinding, white-hot light is etched in to the eyes. Thunder roll across the skies a sound like big bass drums, and rain slams down on old tin roofs as though fired out of guns. Water cascades from the clouds and streaks the storm-cooled air, and biting winds scream their song a sound of pure despair. Storm-tossed waves lash ocean shores awesome in their might, and hailstones strip all things bare and blankets all things white. Swollen rivers burst their banks the water, turgid brown, and trees succumbing to greater forces are uprooted from the ground. The streets awash in waters deep submerged beneath the flood, while fields of earth all freshly ploughed are all turned into mud. But soon the storm decreases strength the rains begin to ease, the wind becomes the softest kiss that barely stirs the leaves. The storm abates, the sun bursts through its rays warm all the land, the sea dies down, the waves subside and ebbs gently from the sand. The clouds have gone, the winds have died there's a crisp, sharp, earthy smell, and overhead a rainbow shines - a sign that all is well. John Kent. 1989 © [comments] => 1 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 27 [informant] => TsunamiWaverider [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 61 [ratings] => 13 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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