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Random First Lines:Marni is black.
Alethea is white.
Why are they friends?
In a world where no black is friends with no white, two girls battle against the world for... » Read
By Rolf Luetcke
Hiker gets cought in storm and looks for shelter and finds bodies and treasure.
I don't know why I wrote this; I was just really bored and tired. So it probably sucks.
Thunderstorms and lightening
Poetry | Updated Jul 7, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 6
By The Little Red Rose
This poem eexpresses how We all feel every once in a while.
it also will give you a different look/take on thunderstorm.
I hope you will enjoy it
Poetry | Updated Nov 2, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Christian Taylor
A poem about how nature reacts to incoming storm.
By Donna Cavanagh
Life as I know it ceased when my clothes dryer blew up!
First poem I've posted on here for a while. As a bit of background, I live in Canterbury, UK, which is a tiny but beautiful town in the middle of a valley. If you stand on the top of the hills in a thunderstorm, the thunder and light streaks down the valley and it's... incredible.