Storms
by Paul Kaddis (age 15)
Water droplets
Fall around
Splashing upon the dirty ground
Clouds gathering first tightly
Before raindrops drop lightly
Then suddenly rain
Began to burst
And the land became immersed
Lightning was sure to follow
Striking patterns
Of orange yellow
Gusty winds
Thunder roaring
Creation seeks protection
From the pouring
Alerts blare of mass flooding
Sending cars
Quickly running
But suddenly it slowed and stopped
All the rain no longer dropped
The sun shone its rays
Lasting through
To another day
Howling Winds
by Paul Kaddis (age 15)
The wind blows
Whistles and whines
Twists and turns
All leaves and vines
It trembles and shakes
Every living thing
Ground, mountains, seas and lakes
Swift and slow
High and low
Short or long
Weak or strong
Hardly any sound
Unleashed and unbound
It creeps through cracks
No holding back
Unseen to our eyes
Gusts dance, quickly fly
They beautifully glide through many chimes
Casting all sorts of pleasing cries
At times
The gale
Is at rest
Others drift
In violent protest
Suddenly the wind dies down
Only to be carried to a new town
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