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The Big Picture

So small.
Compared to something so large.
Huge piles of white billows
Stuffing for enormous pillows.
Across the marsh a few small homes can be seen.
The few trees living in the area
Provide a wonderful shade from the warm heat.
Overhead, the clouds continue building,
Creating their own unique flight patterns.
As they build they begin to change color,
Advancing into the moody stages of life.
The people in their homes can feel it coming,
As the pressure in the air increases.
Suddenly, the temper tantrum will be unleashed,
And the siblings will fight it out.
The storm will rage on intensely,
But it won't last forever.
Eventually, they get tired of fighting,
and decide to get along again,
going off to play together somewhere else.
Mother Sun enters the room then,
And she laughs in wonder at the children,
Shining forth to brighten up the moods of everyone down below,
Who, when compared with something so large, seem
So small.

Author notes

Credit for the great picture goes to Julie Leigh.

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  • MJ Forgives
    September 1
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    Your poem was really cool to read. I hope you do well in my contest and thanks for your entry.
    -Jess


  • Manda Kathryn Greeters member
    August 15

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    Hood-Wink!

    "Mother Sun enters the room then,
    And she laughs in wonder at the children" - those lines are just gorgeous Children are a joy who can whip around and be silly or scream I love the beginning lines of this!


    Stay safe
    ~Manda
    Apologies on the late Hood-Wink!


  • Fail-me-not
    August 14

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    Oh my god

    This is brilliant, im defo a fan of yours, loved the way your explaning the weather is it?. brilliant , great imagination, helps my mind to create wonderous pictures to go along with this poem.


  • Emerald Lass
    August 13

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    HOODWINK

    This is a delicious poem that makes my heart glad! Great for images and imagination and so filled with metaphoric treats!


  • PhoenixFaith
    August 5

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    Aww this is almost cute!! Ok it is cute. The last part really made me smile Just a beautiful write all around dear friend!! Great job

    Always write from the heart
    Never give up
    Kate

  • This is an awesome write. I enjoyed the way you described the storm in metaphors. I loved the way you ended the poem. I enjoyed the read!!! thank you for entering my contest.


  • spiritraven
    August 3

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    Very good,

    So much great imagery and the descriptive words explode from the page.
    I love the "temper tantrams" of the "siblings" Such a great way to describe a storm. Children would not fear a storm if this was turned into a nursery rhyme. The last five lines are so perfect for the ending. Thank you so much for sharing


  • kurdishking
    August 3

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    wow this poem had wonderful imagery it was really really good great job I mean I had this pictured painted in my mind while reading this so it was amazing keep it up


  • Not-The-Sun
    August 3

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    beautiful descriptions I like how the beginning and ending have similar wording. and i really like the title. most of all, i enjoyed reading about angry siblings, their will to get along, and when"Mother Sun enters the room"

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