The Storm Poem by Sara Teasdale

The Storm

Rating: 4.5


I THOUGHT of you when I was wakened
By a wind that made me glad and afraid
Of the rushing, pouring sound of the sea
That the great trees made.
One thought in my mind went over and over
While the darkness shook and the leaves were thinned—
I thought it was you who had come to find me,
You were the wind.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 10 October 2019

Lovely and very passionate write. A beautiful creation from the heart., ......................................................

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Katinka Havermans 11 July 2018

Oh how I love Sara Teasdale's poems... *sighs*

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Sara Teasdale

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Missouri / United States
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