The Rain PoemA Poem by James HorsleyI don't like this piece. But I wanted to post it to get back in the habit. Guess you gotta go through the crap to get to the good stuff though. I tried to play around with sounds and stuff in this. Have fun.The Rain Poem
For days, the skies were torn open As the rain fell, and it fell, and it fell Flooded the fields, drowned the crops Filled the houses in the valleys half way up with water For hours the lightning danced its dance on the horizon Once struck the hilltops While the wind howled its mournful melody And the creeks washed up and whisked away the Johnsons’ barn Half the cows drowned, The other half broke out of the pasture and took to the ridges The horses stood knee deep in muddy flooded stalls, bellowing for help Help that only came once the rain receded The clouds are still hanging above us, Taunting, waiting, imposing upon us their dreary overcast The cows that didn’t drown are still missing, The horses are traumatized, And the Johnsons still haven’t rebuilt their barn But word has it that two counties over, The corn stalks growing high as they ever have Somewhere the sun is shining, I believe
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6 Reviews Added on June 19, 2008 AuthorJames HorsleyWorthington, KYAboutWell, it's been a very long time since I've been on Writerscafe. I'm James Horsley, composing poetry was my first love, and posting it on writerscafe was my favorite way to share it with people. I wa.. more..Writing
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