Young Writers Society

Hi Ley! Valkyria here to leave a quick review of your lovely work. Every poem of yours is so incredible and emotional, and this is no different. Let's get into it:

The imagery in this poem is so sharp that I can believe that there is an actual hurricane building inside of you. And speaking of that, you do a good job of matching the frenzy and destruction of the storm with your internal feelings. As Ellie said, there is a good balance between the literal and the emotional sides. I also love the formatting, how a sentence breaks up into two lines while another sentence finishes up the second line. It sounds wonky when I explain it, but I'm using the first stanza as an example. The metaphors are powerful and poetic. Every description is vivid. Well done!

Ahhhh, Ley! I loved this one so much!! Review time

First of all, to begin, I love how you apply all of these physical experiences to very deep, emotional feelings. We have the very literal side, which is you being in a storm warning and then we have the more emotional side where you apply all of these physical sensations to something that means a lot more, which I thought was super cool. You have such an amazing way of doing that in poetry! That is some thing that I really admire in your work.

One thing that I'm going to say right now, because I know that I will forget later: I find when we upload photos of text poems they look so aesthetically pleasing! That's why all of yours always look so so amazing. One thing that I would recommend, is posting a text version of it in the comments. It just makes it a lot easier for reviews because normally when I copy and paste from your photo, it sort of messes up all of the text and stuff. But anyways, that's not actually related to your poem XD

The sky above me is a battleground, the clouds swirl with intensity,
the lightning stabs at my inner core, engulfing me in ruthless daydreams.

My mind is a hurricane that doesn't let up, it destroys houses and floods my heart with
screams that mirror my own insecurities.

a warning is not enough—
it's too late
I am—
destructive.