"The Wrath of Cloud"

(photo by Mid Pix)

The Wrath of a Cloud

by

Zachoia Cooper

(age 14)

The day starts new with just a hint

Of a dreary day, with just a tint

of gray

The day progresses, clouds start to creep

Takes unaware the sun, that sleeps 

defenseless

Northward a dark cloud is observed

After a bright sky it seems absurd

That it would rain

But very soon the sky is dark

The cloud makes a smug remark

I’m stealthy

Then boom, bang, pitter-patter,crash 

The sky dumps water, people dash

For shelter

The water level seems extreme

The road is now a raging stream

Temporarily

The scene becomes a massive blur

Not a living creature stirs

They’re hiding

From the mighty rain, powerful, strong

The mighty rain, now almost gone

Just a drizzle

The sun wakes up and gets clue

That everything is left askew

When he is lazy

He chases away the mighty cloud 

Everything shimmers, he is proud

Of the beauty

The cloud has given the earth a bath

So it would not forget his wrath

Again

(Original and Unedited)

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