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The Storm

Forgotten thunders curse the night.
Begotten forth to some beckoning call --
forgotten by all.

Hither to and through
the earth lie's below
gentle in the color of blue.

The wind whispers it's beauty so true.
Beauty tainted in blue.
Have you forgotten the so called storm ?

  Now you rise- no reason to morn.
For the earth is like a flower with a thorn.
Cut's once perhaps twice-

Never wanting to slice,-- a tender child to weep.
All God's children lie in Deep sleep.

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  • Heva Feva
    July 3

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    "The wind whispers it's beauty so true.
    Beauty tainted in blue.
    Have you forgotten the so called storm ?”

    These are my favourite lines! Thanks for entering my contest and good luck.
    -heva♫


  • CentrifugalCorpse
    June 21

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    Powerful write, interesting poem about a storm.
    The last line of the fourth stanza has a grammar error you might want to revise though. (cut's (cuts*(?)))

    Thanks for sharing this piece and best of luck!

    New plague


  • Night Terrors
    May 17

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    very dark and powerful i think this is awesome you really did a wonderful job on this some repeating words might want to use a thesorious.


  • HereComesTheSun
    April 26
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    unique word choice that shows some real talent in this piece
    also (what is the prompt)


  • Denerica silver member
    April 25
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    Beautiful imagery and love the last line, be content during the storm. Well written. Blessings.

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