If I was a storm…
I would howl and whistle and join the wind wildly whipping window shutters.
I would spit down hail and spread lightning into the dark valleys.
I would refuse to stop raining down little droplets of water covering the land in flood.
I would grumble and moan, snarl and clap as I tumbled through the sky.
By Daniel
Storm violently banging on my window
He raged around my house
Ploughing down trees and anything else in his path
Trampolines flew as the storm
Impatiently
circled around, searching for revenge
He frantically danced wildly with
rage
His face filled with fury and anger
Taking one last final howl
he stormed off
Defeated
By Olivia P
The storm was getting hungrier
With its grumbling tumbling tummy
It was chasing the cars down the narrow road
He was feeling angry and stormy
He was poking the houses
With fork lightning
Knocking door to door the storm crept
Finally he gave up
Leaving the destruction behind
Silence…
By Leo
nice writing LEO THAT WAS A SCARY STORM.
ReplyDeleteCool poems really wish it was a story because it would be better I think
ReplyDeleteI like yours Olivia
ReplyDeleteWOW Daniel now I really want to be the storm great job!!!
ReplyDeleteI like yours Daniel its amazing
ReplyDeleteWow!!!!!! Love the poems about the storm.
ReplyDeleteLiked Leos. I did to
DeleteWOW! So amazing I like Leos
Deletegreat poem leo
ReplyDeleteIT WAS LIKE THE STORM WAS STILL HAPPING
ReplyDeleteNice poem Daniel.
ReplyDeleteI love storms
ReplyDeleteeven with lightning:)
there scary
I like it.
the storm was fun. you were tucked in be hearing the wind and the storm on the window
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