the sky turns green
than it gets mean
winds come ripping down
Rain: a sheet of glass
what to Do?
where Togo?
I’m standing
frozen
screeching out.
Doors break
Walls Shake.
the electric
goes out.
Silence but for the wind.
the sky turns green
than it gets mean
winds come ripping down
Rain: a sheet of glass
what to Do?
where Togo?
I’m standing
frozen
screeching out.
Doors break
Walls Shake.
the electric
goes out.
Silence but for the wind.
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It’s like I’m there feeling your exact words! splendid!
Very descriptive.. stay safe girl!
weekend hugs xx
Well done, Luna … you captured the essence well!
Cannot imagine living through a storm like this. Good job expressing how the fear might paralyze someone in their tracks. I liked the image you chose also. Nicely done.
Oh wow scary! The image and the poem are both wonderfully dramatic
This definitely captures severe thunderstorm weather. I live in Texas, and I’ve see that green sky!
Wow, you definitely captured those frightful moments. What a scary image.
vivid capture of the event of serve weather, love the word flow.
skillful write.
My sentiments exactly. Moving capture, luna. ~MsQ