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The Storm |
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Ron K. Fox Senior Member
since 2000-10-24
Posts 925 |
I stared outside my window, From safe within my shroud. A warm wind is blowing, Making dead leaves dance, Beneath the stormy clouds. A rolling thunder echoes, Sending tremors up and down my spine. Branches rattle ghostly, And the wind begins to whine. A flash of lightning bursting Into the open night, Silhouettes are now dancing, A vision to incite, A face reflected, for a moment, Upon my window pane. Your eyes stare back inviting, From beyond the coming rain. A whisper calls me softly, Although there is no sound, As a warm wind blows, Making dead leaves dance, Beneath the stormy clouds |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Hi Ron, this is so lyrical and with very strong images. Lovely. Thanks, also, for your note on my poem. Sandra |
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Jannel Member
since 2000-01-18
Posts 492Muncie, IN, USA |
hmmm. i miss summer storms. we don't get many in autumn here. this was very nice, and i loved the chill in the air i felt as i read it. jann elizabeth If you can feel that staying human is worthwhile, even when it can't have any result whetever, you've beaten them. |
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Dedreia Member
since 2000-07-10
Posts 172Kokomo, Indiana, United States |
Very nice description here. I like the use of nature in poetry. Looking forward to reading more of your writings..Dee  "It doesn't matter who you love, or how you love, but that you love" Rod McKuen |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
This reminds me of the scene in Wuthering Heights when I-forget-his-name 'dreams' that Cathy is calling for Heathcliff outside the window... good write!  K"He looked across the silky surface of the Severn... it was a famously difficult river with fierce tides..." From Jack Maggs |
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