About To Fall Poem by Viola Grey

you are one of my favorites...a beauty in the abstract, this poem exemplifies... a 10

This pulls/blows the reader into the storm, a really great read Viola 10/10 tom

One can truly smell it or see it in the air, the begining of most storms pre-empt themselves in various ways, I can visualize a different 'storm' through your words. You have captured this one very nicely.

Nice work Viola. I expect I am a sort of connoisseur of storms- living in the midwestern U.S.; tornado alley. Your description is so perfect it gives me chills just like a genuine thunderstorm.

Very well done. Such excellent expression, Viola. You've incredible talent!

This is not only about rain... and storm......... This is a pciture showing............ What an exellent choise of words to paint the picture so important to YOU. WooooooooooooW

Be still my beating heart! ! ! Just love that time before the rain on the coast

gourmet....that's all I wanted to say but the silly requirement of at least 20 words took the life out of it.... so its gourmet.....

this is where the weather simply mirrors the stormy relationship... beautiful!

You can smell it in the air long before the pavement darkens great lines. this is a piece of true poetry... a true poet... I love it. great job. Becca