The thunder growls and threatens war.
Storm clouds parade in massed array
and fierce blue bolts of lightning soar
To try and drive the clouds away.
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Much enjoyed this poem. I couldn't find anything to nit pick about. The poem is in good order throughout, and the rhyme and rythmn are perfect. I felt the healing qualities of the storm. It doesn't matter if it rained every day throughout summer, we'd still have a hosepipe ban in place by September Best Steve
Such a well written poem in a quatrain verses......lovely imagery done in the craze of nature...lovely...much love and thanks! ! !