Issue 3,
2020
Storm
poem by Janeen Brian , illustrated by Gaye Chapman
Across the sky
the grey slid and spread.
The wind whipped up
turned on its head
hammered the rain
drove each thick drop.
Lightning sparked.
Thunder boomed, ‘Stop!’
Branches screamed.
Umbrellas scattered.
Gutters choked.
Bridges shattered.
Wildness raged,
it ripped and tore.
The earth ran to rivers,
could swallow no more.
At last, the storm shrugged
and gave a sigh,
cleared the last of the raindrops
from off the sky.
‘Job well done,’ the storm then said.
‘Good-o,’ yawned the wind.
‘I’ll rest now instead.'
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