Storms Poem by Archie Greenidge

Storms

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Buffiling winds stormy seas.
The murky water,
In shallows.
Shows a tempest is nigh.
Solemnity The flowers smell tweety
From the garden below,
95 fragrance is not accepted.
Their minds are warped
but the inclement weather, forced by
man's hands.

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Archie Greenidge

Archie Greenidge

Far Rockaway, New York, USA
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