The thunder rolls through the air
Echoing it's warning far and wide,
Of the arrival of it's dangerous friend
Quick and deadly, it could be your end;
Lightening flashes and flees across the sky
Skittish but not afraid,
It lights the night sky
With it's bluish light
And for a moment the world appears eerily bright;
Rain keeps the beat as it hits the ground,
Nature's beautiful song,
Telling the tales of places it's been
And people who are now long gone;
It's quite frightening to some,
An inconvenience to the rest,
But very few people take the time
To witness this feat of beauty at it's best.
Author notes
OMG!!! I had this soooo much better, because I actually did while watching a storm. It was perfect. But then I accidentally clicked a link and it went to a different page, so i had to start over and came out with this... it's similar, but there are parts I couldn't rememeber and now they seem all wrong. Oh well... sorry, but this is the best I could do.
A contest entry
- ONLY Pre-Writes that should have won a trophy. by lindaburns.
1050 points, ended November 25, 2007, 26 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Beautiful Things by Celticjedi.
600 points, ended August 6, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think!!!
Comments
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Even if it's not as good as the original, I still think it is very well done. Great job on describing the true amazement of all (or at least some) storms.
Keep it up. Thank you for entering, and good luck!
~Cj
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well it turned out good, i only wish we'd have the first version!
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The poem sounds fine as it is. If you find the other one and want to replace this one, let me know so I may look at it again. Thanks for entering. “Rain keeps the beat” is my favorite line.
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