Open Poetry #21 |
Hurricane |
the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
The winds speed up The waves crash up over the sand. Waves twenty or thirty feet high Wash away the beach houses The people that didn't leave shriek curses The eye of the storm appears in the sky But after an hour the eye passes by and the storm starts again That is how I Describe a hurricane. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
You probably get lots of hurricanes in Florida, Julie.... a very descriptive poem. ~ windy hugs Lyra |
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