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Thunder

deep n cold, dark, jaded sky, cobalt dirty clouds, rushing, tumbling pass beneath broken trees, skeletons reach each swim n sway scratching the sky they dance n twirl, nightmares silhouetted in hot light, strobes quick blazes flare out into the night leaving silhouettes burned in optics in cones n rods, as neurons fire the storm comes, thunder stumbles distant rumbles cuts through the silence, dark n deep, infinite images echo, light refracts shadows reflect, crisscross an angry, threatening sky the earthquakes in defiance under a bruised firmament tree limbs sway like skeleton dance under the scorched heavens that wake the electric divine thunder drums as the storms come.

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Date: 3/4/2023 5:01:00 PM
Some wonderful images in this poem, I could almost smell that scent of a coming thunderstorm! You used the word "sky" five times- maybe try to vary it with different terms for sky? Very impactful piece, though, I love it.
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Date: 3/5/2023 5:47:00 PM
Thanks for the kind words, while I do agree about the repetition of the word “fire” . And I will consider using “different terms for sky”. I have to note there is precedence in poetry / literature for the repetition of words or phrases. Anaphora: Often used in political speeches and occasionally in prose and poetry, anaphora is the repetition of a word or words at the beginning of successive phrases, clauses, or lines to create a sonic effect. But, I will take you advice and consider, it. And rules are meant to be bent or broken. Check back to see if I change the word. Thanks again. Keep reading. Headed to check your work out. Peace! Thanks again…

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