The Storm
The wild storm rages on like an angry giant,
Yellow lightning bolts through the sky like fiery weapons
As it’s thunderous voice shouts and echoes furiously.
The wind shrieks like a pterodactyl,
It’s icy feet grip the house as tightly as a brick in the wall.
The rain beats incessantly against the window like a hammer.
Inside, the fire greets us like the sun on a hot day.
The rain fills the streets with rugged floods
Driving people out of their ruined homes.
Trees forced to the ground making that spread far and wide.
Big bangs of thunder make people jump!
Lights whisper, then poof, a black out has begun.
Nobody knows where they are, families huddle to keep each other warm.
Shed roofs flying from garden to garden.
Don’t go outside,
The storm is horrendous.
Copyright © Nicholas Reeves | Year Posted 2009
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