Storm | Teen Ink


November 21, 2012
By Readride123 GOLD, Athens, Georgia
Readride123 GOLD, Athens, Georgia
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A thunder clap-
Rain pours down from the dark gray sky,
Drizzling onto the newly cut grass, and running into little streams.
A bright light briefly illuminates the horizon.
And for a second, I can see a plethora of pulchritudinous stars-
Shining and shimmering.
Little beams of hope.

The rain gets harder.
It gets hard to see and other sounds are muffled.

I know this storm will pass soon.
It will be just a drizzle.
And then a memory.

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on Jan. 19 2013 at 5:30 pm
TheSkyOwesMeRain GOLD, Irvine, California
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Favorite Quote:
Life isn't measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments which take your breath away.

You are only as strong as your weakest link.

It is pretty good! I just feel that that one long word describing the stars breaks up the flow of the poem a little, as the style of the writing throughout the rest of the poem is not that complex. Great job! :)