Approach of a Storm

A Poem By Laura Elizabeth // 5/28/2014

Approach of a Storm

I saw the lightning leap from the mountain's crest
And a roar answered from the heavens.
An eagle, spiraling to her rocky nest,
missed the thunderbolt by a feather's breadth.
Quickly the clouds cloaked the sky,
Swiftly the sun was veiled in gray.
The wind had risen, cold and high;
It swirled and gusted, then it died.
In the silence I heard the clouds
Pouring a hundred thousand
diamond drops to the ground
While the thirsting earth drank them down.

Comments

I just love everything about

I just love everything about this. Your imagery and rhythm complement each other perfectly!

Hannah D. | Wed, 05/28/2014

"Reason itself is a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all." - G. K. Chesterton

:)

Some great poetry writing going on here! The first two and the last three lines are my favourite.

Maddi | Thu, 05/29/2014

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

Mm!

I love your vivid use of wording! Lovely!!!

Kassady | Fri, 05/30/2014

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Wow.

"The wind had risen, cold and high;
It swirled and gusted, then it died."

So beautiful. I love your imagery and rhythm and the subtle alliteration that makes everything roll of the tongue like the rain itself. Almost onomatopoeia. Love it! :)

Kay J Fields | Sun, 06/08/2014

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This was awesome! I

This was awesome! I especially liked that last line.

E | Mon, 06/09/2014

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond