Open Poetry #14 |
The Power of Weather |
ThUnDeRkYsS Senior Member
since 1999-09-23
Posts 727Wisconsin |
Rain, the clouds are moving in like shame they make the sunlight dim their color black, like that of sin with shades of backlit gray as trim Thunder rolls across the land crashing like Gods' marching band leading with his mighty hand symphony on the highest stand Lightning rips across the sky silently awaiting thunders cry if we could look, or dared to try we'd see Gods glory before our eyes The mighty winds that howl and blow carry rain and sleet and dust and snow amazing power it has to show but how it works, we'll never know Constant changes, stopping never will still amaze now and forever it brings us death and life together this hand of God we know as weather. Strive for higher levels, if they seem out of reach... Grow, and they will get closer. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This is very, very good! Thank you! |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
I really like this I do, love the weather Thanks Connie |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
you should post more Thunder o yuh I liked it yuh |
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ThUnDeRkYsS Senior Member
since 1999-09-23
Posts 727Wisconsin |
Thank you all so very much for your kind replies... 'been gone for a while, hopefully be able to come back around more, time permitting Thanks again. Strive for higher levels, if they seem out of reach... Grow, and they will get closer. |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Oh, I love this one!!!! Perfect analogy, ThUnDeRkYsS. You've done a great job! All writing comes |
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