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Bad Poem
It was a dark and stormy night on the
precipice of fall. Green leaves met
brown as the sky cried white lighting
and hard rain, finishing half-dead
trees early.
precipice of fall. Green leaves met
brown as the sky cried white lighting
and hard rain, finishing half-dead
trees early.
Published 8th Feb 2014
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Anonymous
8th Feb 2014 11:26pm
Bad Poem?
Classic start, impressive clash of images (green on brown leaves/ white lightening cutting the dark sky), implied action/energy, and creative wording "sky cried.." winding down to a somber close.
Not bad, LMZ. The opposite, I'd say. *thumbs UP*
Classic start, impressive clash of images (green on brown leaves/ white lightening cutting the dark sky), implied action/energy, and creative wording "sky cried.." winding down to a somber close.
Not bad, LMZ. The opposite, I'd say. *thumbs UP*
