StormsA Poem by ANDREW
"Storms"
By: Andrew Stroud Clouds start to form, Thunderheads rise, the wind starts swirling, under blackened skies. ... Lightning bolts flash, striking all around, Thunder starts to clap, quaking the ground. Whirlwinds form tornados, destroying everything in its path, the storm steadily gets stronger, as it unleashes all of its wrath. Hurricane force winds, Combined with severe rain, everything becomes a disaster, as the storms momentum gains. There is no reason for panic, nor is there reason to hide, for this is a daily occurrence, that I hide behind my eyes. © 2014 ANDREW |
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