Clouds cover the sky
As twilight is hidden
The sun sinks before the horizon
Dark skies to the west
Wind blowing
Budding flowers blown from their perches
Branches scratching the house in the wind
A cat looking out the window near the computer
Waiting for the last of the birds to hide from the storm
Waiting for the first drop of rain
As a young girl sits at the computer
Typing out a poem
Her mother cleans up dinner dishes
As the sky grows darker
Squirrels hopping about
Picking up nuts to go and hide
The phone rings and silences as the electric flickers
A bolt of lightening sounds
Cats run and hide under the bed
The rain comes down
The windows are closed
Once it's taken care of
They all continue doing what they were
A storm rages
As they continue living inside
And a pre-teen girl types away at her computer
Watching the rain pelt the window
Watching as the clouds engulf the twilight sky
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Isn't sitting through a storm inside rather than out, exciting? I love to be typing away when the wind is whipping the trees against my house, as it feels like their knocking. Asking to come in.
I can imagine the image in my head perfectly as I read through the poem. I love your poetry style, it just hits me really deep. I wish I was as good a writer as you are.
I can envision it perfectly.
Your poems have a tendency to do that to me. Captivate me and sho me vivid pictures. Isn't that what an author aims for?
Great job!
Good job I can easily picture that scene, that's one of your many talents^^. I found one typo though, where it says "squirrels hoping about", should b 'squirrels hopping about'. Other than that it was very well written good job!
Wow, you're truly amazing. you display a real mastery over words in this one. Not dark, but one of your best. This will be a Leigh-chan classic forever in my scrapbook. I will trust you to run this through spell-checker.
You've taken an everyday occurrence and turned it into a great poem.
You have many typos, so I will check back to see if they are corrected, then give you points.