Here's a poem I wrote recently.
Weather Bytes
The Falling Snow
the delight of our childhood
brings peace to the masses
as it descends over the countryside.
The Lightning's Glare
illuminating the darkness
brings no comfort to those
who are hiding under the bed.
The Roaring Thunder
immense in its volume
no more power of its own
than a tinkling windchime.
A Rainy Spring Day
a window of opportunity
to dream many dreams
from the porch swing's refuge.
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That's great, clear pictures and concepts. good work!
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