04/19/2009 Storm

Dark lightning across the sky,
A lonely soul tells out a cry.
Rain begins to dropp thunder claps,
The branches against the house tap.
Hear the sound of the wind roar,
Gazing out the window I explore.
The sky filled with maginificant green,
Storm of rage what a scene.
My life like a tornado flys,
Twisted storm series that constantly cries.
Tears like rain water dries,
Life constant changing skies.
Storms will pass skies will clear,
Till then I'm leaving here.

by Coreena Dejesus

Comments (3)

ARE YOU A STUDENT OF MR.MILL OR WHYBROW.METİ N THE POET.Hİ İ İ .ANSWER ME
He is an awesome teacher..Its sad to hear that he is retireing.
What an original poem! A hymn to 'hairy grass' with an amazing political import. I don't know what's in the poem that reminds me of George Orwell. Splendid. A ten. Susie.