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Linda Wanjiru Poem
Wit,
Hint,
Heat,
Wheat,
Beat,
Bit,
Beet.
Copyright © Linda Wanjiru | Year Posted 2018
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Linda Wanjiru Poem
Cloudy sky with shades of grey,
For the fearful, the atmosphere carries much dismay,
To the adventurous, it's another day,
From a distance, flashes can be seen as laser light rays.
A murder flies in a beeline,
Wind blows dust in a sub-Saharan landmine,
Visible are the black Patterned spots on the sand of drizzling rain,
Lo! There goes the sound of Divine.
Silent Salient lands,
Darkness caves in as a system command,
Before hand is an accompaniment of its shining rock band,
Here, amidst the hidden midland.
Contest name: Describe a Thunderstorm without the sense of sound.
Sponsor name: Brenda Chiri.
Copyright © Linda Wanjiru | Year Posted 2018
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