How still the leaves upon a tree do lie,
When sun goes down and clouds appear above.
The wind dies slow and seems to breathe a sigh,
This peace before the storm is what I love.
Then all at once the crack of light appears,
A trembling roar comes forth and shakes the ground.
The beads of rain descend like human tears,
And echoes clap for many miles around.
The ocean now begins to play its role.
Its monstrous waves approach and hit the shore.
All nature’s beauty claims your very soul.
Stop wind, cease rain let stillness fall once more.
Let skies grow clear and heaven show its light,
Then speed away the day and bring the night
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Storms by Kristin P.
7:29 AM
Mr. B-G
8 comments:
Nice poem Kristin! After reading your poem, I could see the image of the storm in my head. You painted a very nice image of both stages of the storm. Choosing words that fit the criterea of a sonnet but still make sense and describe something is very difficult, and you did a great job. I also liked how you used personification when talking about the storm. great job!
At the end of the poem i thought about sitting in my house during a storm and looking on to the outside world. I was picturing the old neighborhood where i lived, during a hurricane and this poem describes what goes on very well. The poem created a very vivid image in my mind and the words you chose to show what was going on worked very well and flowed. After reading the poem i was filled with memories from my old home, which made me feel both sad and happy at the same time.
I can tell you put a lot of thought into writing this poem. It was easy for me to picture the storm, and the calm before it in my head. You fit the sonnet format perfectly without sacraficing the words of the poem. The first line made me expect an old-fashioned sounding poem, but it didn't turn out that way. I liked the personification with the wind breathing, etc.
great poem i loved how you used so many descriptive words in it you made it really easy to see this storm in your mind as your reading the poem. i liked how you used personification to explain the way the rain fell "The beads of rain descend like human tears,". this poem left me thinking about all the storms ive seen and how i wish i could see them again and paint a picture in my head of how the wind blew and truly get into detail, the way you did.
Kristin :)
This poem is a gorgeous illustration of what a storm is like. I can see the stages of a storm perfectly in my mind. Similies and imagery are used in this poem. After reading the poem i felt a little scared only because it described the power of a storm so well. I was also very impressed at how good the poem was even though it had to fit all the requirements of a sonnet. This poem is a bit like some of Emily Dickinson's poems because a lot of her poems are about nature too.
Great poem! I really like the imagery you used. I was able to see the storm in my mind. I also like the personification you used, it made the poem come to life. You did a great job in describing the complexity of a storm so it was easy to understand and the poem flowed smoothly from line to line. Your poem made me think of a lot of literature we read this year. Good job Kristin!
This is an awesome poem. I love the personification, metaphors and how the rhyming all flowed together. It made me think of a crazy thunderstorm, and then suddenly everything being calm and a rainbow coming out. Reading this poem made me very happy because I love changes in the weather. I’m sure there are other storm-related poems, but I haven’t come across any others yet.
hmmm..ribina_xmza
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