Saturday, September 5, 2009

The Storm



The storm writes on the wind

Rhymes lightning with the rain

Freely expresses its thunder

Drops

hail in iambic pentameter

Sends

floods down the page in sestinas

Scrawls sonnets in fresh summer rain
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  1. AlisonSeptember 5, 2009 at 1:42 PM

    I like this poem, some interesting words you have used.

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