Poem -
THE STORM
Lisa stands on the edge
of the cliff as the storm
comes in the ice float by
as she starts to sing
the dark clouds and the
rain comes and the wind
blows as the ice breaks
asΒ she stands on the edge
the snow in the mountains
as the sun peaks through
the storm the lighting comes
the storm is bad and there
will always be end of the storm
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Comments
Absolutely stunning!
Thank you Lisa did watch the videoΒ
This is friggin' gorgeous...... fabulous imagery emanating directly into the minds eye of the reader...... this has inspired me to write a poem of my own...... Thank You dear poet brother....... I'll let you know when itsn up!!...... your stuff is getting better & better brother!!...... seriously, this is VERY good GREG!!........ALL STARS!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!!.......T xo ?β΄β€
WOW!!!! thank you Tony I watch the video for weeks trying to come up with poem and I did but just wish my words were better and I said more and I am honored that you want to write your own poem about this I cant wait thank you so much for reading