Katherine Robbins

Rookie (July 10,1985 / Germany)

The Storm - Poem by Katherine Robbins

The lighting brings back memories.
The thunder shows my anger.
As the rain washes it away.

The birds fly by, I see my dreams.
As they go home. they're stolen from me.
As the rain washes it away.

The pedal filled with rain drops, I know I'm hurt.
As the rain drops roll off, they're like my tears.
As the rain washes it away.

The clouds are like my soul.
They hide the sun, like I hide my feelings.
As the rain washes it away.

As I sit on my porch,
Watching the rain wash things away.
I see that the storms a lot like me.

Comments about The Storm by Katherine Robbins

  • Rookie William Jackson (7/3/2006 12:13:00 AM)

    Cool. I like your use of parallelism and your use of metaphors. Excellent. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 2, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 12, 2010

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