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Start and Stop Poetry

May30

In The Front Garden,

The sun elegantly shivers over the jumbo berry bush. The birds tweet and sing along with the cool summer beach breeze. The sound of the little kids playing in the street,ripping the ripe berrys off the bush. The beautiful fluttering butterflys twirl through the refreshing air,

In The Front Garden

 

During The Storm,

The lightning bangs the tin roof echoing through the whole house. I stand there shaking like a popcorn machine errupting. It shoots down faster than a cheetah. I feel dizzy as the lightning makes the dangerous, unpleasant noises. The anxios tears start to pour down my eyes,

During The Storm

 

The Crashing Of the Waves,

The waves crash against the golden sand bak as I leap over the bulky waves. The shells shining as the glamerous sun shivers over the crowded beach.  I hear the beep, beep from the ice-cream truck accelerating through the crowd.  The dazzling , clear water inviting people for a splash. The noise of the amusing sea gulls fighting over a crunchy wicked chip drowned by,

The Crashing Of The Waves

 

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