Stormy Day by Cathy

		Author Name: mom11159	10 Comments
		Date Added: June 29, 2008 11:06:29	Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Stormy Day

The sun was shinning, a beautiful day
My flowers in the garden such a wonderful display
Suddenly, the birds acting strange as they fly
Dark clouds, overtaking the sky

A roll of thunder is heard from afar
Lightening strikes looking pretty bizarre
The rains comes in so heavy, could not see
Winds so strong it bends the trees

Howling I hear as I cover my head
The storm in full force something I dread
The wind is whipping, thunder is overtaking
Lightening hitting hard, damage it is making

Sounds like a train is going by
Oh dear Lord I just want to cry
The winds become louder, stronger, something its breaking
I can feel myself tremble, the house is now shaking

I pull myself together, I look outside
A horrifying scene, now electricity is fried
Sitting in the dark, alone, scared out of my wits
Right in front of the porch, lightening strikes, it hits

I run to the closet praying as fast as I can
No relieve in sight, louder thunder began
Shivering to my toes, fearful I may die
Praying to God saying my goodbyes

Finally there comes the relief
As the winds die down, the rain is brief
I come from the closet and look out the door
Sun starts to shine just like before

Lightening now begins to cease
Sun is warming, I now feel peace
Some people love to watch the storm at play
I'll hide in the closet, ride out the Stormy Day!!!

Author's Notes:

yep thats me

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Comments:

	Comment By: David on August 19, 2008 11:34:21 PM	Report
	This was a great poem very descriptive. It takes you on the journey as if you were in the storm as well! David Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Alison Storm Wolf on July 7, 2008 11:34:24 AM	Report
	I adore storms...but I am lucky in that we do not have tornadoes in Scotland. That level of storm is not so nice. Ali x Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Samuel E. Stone on July 3, 2008 09:53:33 AM	Report
	I enjoyed reading this poem. You did a wonderful job of bringing the reader into the poem... Have a wonderful day... Sam Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Leonard Wilson on June 30, 2008 03:42:53 PM	Report
	I LOVE a good thunderstorm. The base notes are incredible. I do not, howener, enjoy a hurricane or tornado...Yep, that's me.. :o)..len Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: SilkinTears on June 30, 2008 11:23:46 AM	Report
	We all have fears...mine are worms or anything that resembles them. My fear of worms is connected to a childhood experience that was quite tramatic. You remind me of my dog who was left out as a puppy in a terrible storm...she was so tramatized that night that she has never been the same since. Storms are her biggest fear...she shakes and hides. We lock her in the bathroom where she seems to feel a sense of safety. :o) Helen Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Amy on June 29, 2008 08:54:56 PM	Report
	I almost didn't read this because of the title...I am sick of rain!!!! (It has been raining here for 10 days or more.) So, glad I did though. Nice imagery and I like how the poem goes full circle. Enjoyed it. ~Amy Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Rohit Sapra on June 29, 2008 06:04:38 PM	Report
	The description of the whole stormy situation is absolutely” WOW" as while I was reading your poem I sort of felt little fear too for a second as the situation appears so real . A poem which can give feeling of fear isn't easy to write. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Steve on June 29, 2008 05:47:17 PM	Report
	I agree with Shoaib embrace nature, with friend. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: She Whispers on June 29, 2008 04:46:31 PM	Report
	Storms... become different things for us all.. Nature is a part of life... The snarling verbal storm with tears that fall..loud noises from the sky and fire bolts that burn the mind and heart.. It is all about life!! Your awesome lady... hugs ~ She Whispers Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: S on June 29, 2008 12:14:16 PM	Report
	everyone reacts differently to different experiences you seem to embrace the fact that you're fearful its not a bad thing but at a time i felt i did the same till i challenged myself not to i suggest next time it storms you face it, might change your outlook on things other than storms best, Shoaib Respond To This Comment