POEM STARTER
After The Storm
Using any form of poetry, write about an emotion as if it were a storm.
Doubt
You won’t find Her in the thunder,
or in the foaming of a violent sea,
You won’t see Her in the hurricanes,
or the aftermath’s debris.
You won’t hear Her in the howling winds,
or the creeking of a breaking branch,
You won’t notice Her in the driving hail,
or in the drumming of an avalanche.
You’ll sense Her building slowly,
creeping like darkening clouds,
Like the anxious, humid, coming storm,
Her skies are a dense grey shroud.
You’ll feel Her cross you like a gentle breeze,
and you’ll shiver in the growing cold,
She’ll grasp you when you least expect,
but you’ll ignore Her controlling hold.
You’ll meet Her in your anxious thoughts,
small drops that feed the flood,
But unlike the sharp crash of a tsunami
She’s a constant, ominous thud.
She’s not the raging roaring storm,
which makes you fear and shout,
She’s the slyly slinking deluge
of subtle, stirring Doubt.
Love the rhythm in this poem!
I love this. The only thing I might have changed was clouds rhyming with cloud, but apart from that I couldn’t find any error and it was very well done.
This is really good
This is very good! I liked the rhythm of it and the overall tone was great; it really cane across well. The capitalization is a little bit inconsistent/strange, but it doesn’t take away from the experience of reading it at all. :)
Awesome!