Thunder

• Artist: Geckosrock99
• Description: I wrote this on April 20, 2010 during a thunder storm. I was at the local library when it started to ran, but I didn't know that there was supposed to be a thunder storm that day and I went outside. I heard thunder and once I run back to the library, I met up with one of my best friends. I was hyperventilating. Not because of the running, but because of the fear. After calming down, I wrote this poem.
• Date: 10/22/2010
• Tags: thunder geckosrock99 poems rain fear

The thunder booms outside as I wonder how I'll get back.
Hail pours as I run.
Through puddles I run for saftey.
Lightning strikes and I am paralyzed momentarily with fear.
Several hailstones strike me.
Fear releases me and I am able to move again.
The deafening sound of thunder fills my ears as I take off running.
The cold wind rips through my wet clothes and I shiver.
The gloomy weather fills me with sorrow.
My sorrow soon turns to fear when lightning strikes again.
I panic and fall into a deep cold puddle.
I stand up out of the puddle and find that I am near my destination.
The cold paralyzes me and Thunder booms once more.
I stand there shivering, getting wetter and wetter.
My body is numb but I can move slowly.
I take small steps towards the my destination.
The cold wind rips through my wet clothes once more, but I am almost there.
I am so cold; I look like a walking drowned corpse.
I finally reach my destination, but in my cold drenched state, I can't open the door.
Shivering, I try once more.
Somehow I am able to get inside.
I sit in front of the nice warm fireplace and it feels wonderful.
The color returns to me and I no longer look like a corpse.
Lightning strikes and Thunder booms, but I am safe here in my home.

Comments

[Geckosrock99]

Ummm... Thank you?

[SilvertongueSagittarius]

I applaude you for writing a poem on 4/20 that isnt about marijuana. You're a hero.