Stormy night.

Tell me what you think please.

Stormy night.
There's a crashing sound outside the window which gives us fear;
it sounds like giants are jumping on the clouds.
Also, a flash in the sky so quick and vibrant it gives us chills as it crashes down to Earth.
The water as it falls through the clouds make the clouds look so light and porous like a sponge
You look outside and see the darkness of the sky and you think of night or a scary nightmare.
And then, the sky clears up and it start to look like a painting or a beautiful picture but, you are still wallow in tears because,
the storm is only resting from it’s job and will be back again but, now you can relax as the sun is no longer hiding behind the clouds and it's a new day.

Hello dearest chuck

I have mixed feelings about this poem, to be honest. I don't normally care much for free verse. I like my poems to have some rhyme or pattern to it. Although, i know that these things do not make a poem, I like it when a poem has them
However, what i did like about this poem of yours was the innocence of it. It seemed like a child recounting a frightening event to a parent. Very sweet. I also found your use of vocabulary, appropriate and ranged - with no clichés in sight woop!

Nice one

Love
Kris
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