Sara Kendrick Poet Rhyme

Sounds of the Surf

Flute is blown by the wind
Hollow sound long and thin 
Picks up  blowing, blowing all around
Flute now plays a higher sound

Fog or appartion slowly moves
On the cymbals really grooves
Soft and low is the sound
Gently, softly floats all around

Wind  picks up, palm trees sass shea 
Storm is surely on its way
Palm trees bend and begin to sway
Faster, harder symbols play

Bass drum adds its booms
As the storm really zooms
Violins warning of their doom
Sounds that are totally gloom

Storm is gone the flute's return
Soft and low hums surf's churn
Surf is calling with its sounds
Come, come dance around

(I challenge anyone to write their verison of sounds of the surf)

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John Freeman September 9, 2009 at 7:41 PM I love your rhymes Sara, I better not take your challenge, as I would not do it justice. You know, I honestly don't know untill the exact moment what I will say in a poem! God bless, Sincerely, John Moses

Robert Ball September 9, 2009 at 5:09 PM sara, you have it all the imagery, the depth, and the talent, keep up the works, they are awesome, Robert A. Ball

James Peranteau September 9, 2009 at 6:58 AM Sara,..this was fantastic,..my chest was actually pounding, the deeper I entered your poem the harder it pounded ! Goes in my fav's Sara,..Great one !! james