
By George’s Girl 2024
Tornado sky rages,
Darkened clouds spin with power,
A tempest unleashed.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️




Comments (2)
This was so dark and ominous. Loved your poem!
Lovely that you’ve drawn a comparison with fear and a tornado, as if you are saying that fear starts out small then it gets bigger and begins to affect everything around us. Very thought provoking.