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Blowing In the Trees

Whistling winds woo through thrashing twigs and shrubs. Hitting, hollering, soon hushing spring be springing sweet soundly winds blowing in the deep dark of distant forests.

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/21/2010 4:49:00 PM

Great Alliteration that you have presented here..Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara

Brittany Martin

Date: 3/20/2010 8:56:00 PM

Sylvia- yes, in fact this is a weather report, reported using alliteration and poetic form. I observe nature and I enjoy writing what I see and hear from what Earth has to offer. Yes.. people do write about nature. If you don't want answers to your questions don't bother asking. It just makes you more of confused reader instead of a real critic. And personally, I don't care rather or not if I insult you.