The wind is whispering in my ears
as the gales run all around to & fro.
I hear the forest crying in sadness
Because leaves were beginning to fall.
At the distance the ocean sings a song
A loud and furious & boisterous tune.
The clouds trudge on heavily laden
Bulging and carrying the rain.
The trees laughed and clapped
Celebrating the coming rain.
A cacophonous thunder rumbling,
Booming and bursting, lighting the sky.
Birds scampering looking for shelter
Their nests weaved weather-tight.
The storm beats the land as a boxer
Pounds his opponent to the ground.
The sun hides behind the clouds scared;
It retires early to resurrect at dawn.
The flowers are trembling cold,
They wonder if this is for long.
The moon shows its face gloomy and eerie
Wondering if the storm is extending its stay.
Hours lapse one by one as the storm is
Losing its colossus grasp on the land.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
Offline) - Published: August 20th, 2016 16:22
- Comment from author about the poem: I come from Puerto Rico and the storms are common for us. I\'ve experienced many storms and lots of rain.
- Category: Nature
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GRACIAS for sharing ROBERTO ~ A beautiful "free verse" Nature poem in six neat quatrains ~ very adequate and a very neat visual. As I read the poem today I could feel the wind and the rain and hear the ocean and the birds and the trees. The Moon wants the storm to last but it gradually eases. Your use of descriptive language is masterly.. The UK ~ like Puerto Rico ~ is an Island and this very day four people have been drowned in coastal storms. Never under estimate Mother Nature ! Hasta Manana ~ BRIAN
Thank you Brian. I look forward to your comments. We have two islands which experience many storms. The UK and PR. Nice! Enjoy!
Great work sir, enjoyed it very much...
Thank you very much!
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