Marco Chies Poet Free verse

Photograf of the Storm

I'm on the beach 
and this afternoon two storms collided.
actually three,
if we count my own inner tempest,
watching in amazement
the titanic fight of the elements.
the rain fell in columns
flooding everything in a few moments.
the wind did the rest,
knocking down trees, roofs
and walls made of cement.
I escaped scared but unharmed,
now I'm ready to narrate with respect
the gigantic fury that caused so much torment.

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L Milton Hankins March 17, 2022 at 6:12 PM Excellent work, my friend. I particularly like the subtle rhymes, which I am sure were intended. They help to carry the flow of the poem from point A to point B. The story is all here, well-told, and yet leaving plenty of room for a sequel, "now I'm ready to narrate...." Marco Chies March 20, 2022 at 5:27 PM Your words are always encouraging and positive, thank you very much my good friend.