Barbara Writes
Barbara Writes
Mar 16, 2012
This poem is part of the workshop:

IMAGERY IN POETRY (for everyone)

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windy day at the lake (rewrite imagery workshop)

Poem Body

one windy day at the lake
a loud whistling in the wind roared
spurned tornadoes breaking windows
along the lake's shore

suddenly, abruptly the quiet ended
as the cellar door opened then banged shut
screaming children crying mommy I'm scared
to sirens blowing in nearby towns

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Billy Collins, Shakespeare, , Emily Dickinson, , , Whitman, Jess Tapper

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Comments

China Blue

What does the wind sound like?
Very well written descriptions of sounds

Althoug I found it reading more like a list than a poem

S

I see you decided to change to auditory. Allthe sounds describe quite a storm. I've been through a tornado before and the strangest part was the momentary Lack of any sound just before it hit. Good job..........stan

Barbara Writes

Drove in one trying to get to school wih kidsn there was no sound just visual
Greyness, winds, trees swaying frantically

China Blue

Nicely done I see now what the wind sounds like perhaps you had this in the other write and I just missed it.

S

Did you mean spawned tornadoes in L-3?

Candlewitch

A marvelous job... very scary subject! I've been in tornados. Good work!

always, Cat