The thundering noise!
I've always enjoyed.
The flash of light,
never gave me fright.
Even when I was small,
I loved the thrill of it all.
The power of the storm,
Has always kept me warm.
I love the smell of the wind,
It's like a rush that will never end.
I love the taste of the rain,
It touches my skin,
And cures all of my pain.
I am the storm keeper,
This is my name.
I live in the storm,
And I feel no shame.
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Author:
metal's mistake (Pseudonym) (
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WELCOME MM - Beautiful first poem - I love all poems about Nature and storms are wicked ! I'm from UK and we are always near the coast where the Storms are. Thunder & Lightning waves lashing the coast and being al-fresco in the rain - awesome ! Love the structure of your poem bursting with rhyme & rhythm full of poetic energy as befits the subject. Love the subject I smelt the wind - I tasted the rain - thanks for sharing - BRIAN
Who doesn't enjoy a good storm?
Keep on 'storming' us with your ideas....
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