So a couple days ago, I told you guys about a poem that we read in class. At the end of the post, I said that I had written my own weather poem that I will share. Here is the poem I wrote about a tornado:
The dark wizard of the sky,
Waves his hands of thunder.
He conjures a beast from the depths.
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A spinning swirling mess circles though the town,
grabbing buildings and swatting them to far-off places.
Parading through the village by Master’s will alone.
He would feel bad, but Maser said “NO!”
“I made you with my own hands,
for I am Weather himself, and you must do what I say!”
Helpless, Tornado sadly obeys.
And silently says “I’m sorry,” for every life he takes.
UNTIL FINALLY THE SPELL IS BROKEN,
AND TORNADO DISSIPATES IN THE DUST.
Now, I also said there would be a contest. I want you to write your own weather poem, and send it to me. You may be featured on YouTube or on Kiranmathew!
~Cannot contain inappropriate or harsh language
~Must be your own work
~Must have a parent’s permission (if under 18)
~Must be about a certain form of weather
This poem can be free verse.