THE HAUNTING WIND
poem by:
Steven Godfrey
Written
on Jan 27, 2017
Swirling , howling , eerie blasts Trees down , power out , much damage amassed Gusts so strong , it's hard to stand tall Like a lightweight in with Ali , certain to fall Will this weather ever abate It will simply blow through, stay patient and wait Bringing with it an abundance of rain Don't go out in that , are you insane ! Off to bed and it's a struggle to sleep The commotion outside has blown away the sheep Fences down , bins thrown all around In next doors garden is where they are found It is now the morning after the storm Sun in the sky , pleasant and warm Mother Nature , no one knows what she has in store Haunting wind for now , moved on to another shore.
Tags: rhyme, imagery,
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Frank Hornby . commented:
A really good descriptive poem.......
Christopher Russon
commented on Nov 09, 2017 at 7:55pm
Really well written poem.very applicable to our times.
