Here is a poem I wrote when I was probably 15, had it rejected several times and retired it. Dusting it off, making no changes, and posting in here. Just for my own amusement mostly:
Storm
Thunder races,
Through each cloud.
Through each cloud.
Lightening shatters
The calm serene air.
Clouds roll toward
The peaceful home.
The peaceful home.
Slow and steady.
Pit-pat
Pit-pat
Pit-pat
The rain begins.
Animals scurry,
To their dens.
To their dens.
Leaves turn up,
Welcoming each mouthful
Of fresh, sweet rain.
Welcoming each mouthful
Of fresh, sweet rain.
Slowly the thunder fades,
Into a deep,
And low rumble.
Into a deep,
And low rumble.
The lightening,
No longer fierce
Dims.
No longer fierce
Dims.
Slow and steady.
Pit-pat
Pit-pat
Pit-pat
The rain,
It fades away.
It fades away.
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