Sunday, October 4, 2015

The Storm Comments

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Silence in still anticipation, a hellish storm is brewing in the west.
A robins nest within the pines, will shred and cartwheel with the rest.

Arrow straight across the stillness, the mourning doves retreat.
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Edmund Strolis
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Pamela Sinicrope 04 October 2015

I like the imagery evoked in your poem. The gentle rhyming belies the great storm coming. Well done.

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Shakil Ahmed 04 October 2015

a nice poem with beautiful end rhyme, thanks for sharing.

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