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Enraged clouds of deepening grey   Advance with wind-whipped waters,   As tranquil skies begin to decay. The fierce wind howls like a ravenous beast Splintering trees like twigs with its might,   As nature's fury prepares to feast. Devastation rolls in like a violent dance,   As lightning splits across the darkened sky. Nothing in its path stands a chance. Heavy rain slashes through the air,   The surge greedily devours, Then vomits debris everywhere. In its wake, the lull exposes the carnage, And the savage toll we pay in defeat When we cannot best the weather’s rage. ©️Lizzie Bevis
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Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 11:40 PM UTC
The Wrath of the Storm
Enraged clouds of deepening grey   Advance with wind-whipped waters,   As tranquil skies begin to decay. The fierce wind howls like a ravenous beast Splintering trees like twigs with its might,   As nature's fury prepares to feast. Devastation rolls in like a violent dance,   As lightning splits across the darkened sky. Nothing in its path stands a chance. Heavy rain slashes through the air,   The surge greedily devours, Then vomits debris everywhere. In its wake, the lull exposes the carnage, And the savage toll we pay in defeat When we cannot best the weather’s rage. ©️Lizzie Bevis
I can't sleep as the storm is too noisy, so I wrote this instead.
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F/England
Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 11:40 PM UTC
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