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A six year old during a thunderstorm.
Thunderstorm
by HarryT
Childhood writing prompt entry
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I venture out on the porch
Fall rain showers the block
Red bricks turn bloody mock
Evergreen scent drifts
Silver streaks line dark clouds
Rainbow peeks through misty shroud
Thunder rolls in the southeast
Winds rush
branches whip
leaves tumble
heavens rumble
Lightening scratches the sky
I shudder and begin to cry
Dad steps out on the porch and
says consoling, "Don't worry, it's
only the angels bowling"
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a rhyming poem about your childhood. It can be good or bad, happy or sad.
No more than 20 lines.
No free verse. |
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