"There's a storm front coming" - Billy Joel, Storm Front
In the Whitman's Creative Program today, we had to write poems about the the weather today, since we are supposed to get horrible storms tomorrow. Now, I hate writing poems, but since we had to post ours, here it is. It's a piece of shit, but it's the best I can do.
The Calm Before the Storm
The clouds move across the sky,
like a cheetah against the ground.
The wind is blowing softly in my hair.
How could it pour tomorrow,
since today is so beautiful?
Could this be nothing?
Or could this be the calm before the storm?
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1 comment:
you are waaaaayyyy off base. You poem is actually much better than mine. So stop complaining that you hate writing poetry!
Good work!
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