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This is a poem I had to write for my poetry class...I'm really not creative or talented when it comes to writing, sooo this is my poor attempt at something semi-decent.
This blissful state of unconciousness
Feels like floating
Softly and slowly
Like a feather floats through the air
It's the beautiful calm before the storm
Then the dreaded moment occurs
The wonderful silence is conquered
Broken by the inevitable thunder clap
Bringing those in its presence to consciousness
The poem had to have similies in it so its basically comparing sleeping and having a really good dream and having to wake up, to a feather and then to a thunderstorm. I'm not really sure if that even comes across to whoever reads it.
Let me know what you thinkkkkk:)
This blissful state of unconciousness
Feels like floating
Softly and slowly
Like a feather floats through the air
It's the beautiful calm before the storm
Then the dreaded moment occurs
The wonderful silence is conquered
Broken by the inevitable thunder clap
Bringing those in its presence to consciousness
The poem had to have similies in it so its basically comparing sleeping and having a really good dream and having to wake up, to a feather and then to a thunderstorm. I'm not really sure if that even comes across to whoever reads it.
Let me know what you thinkkkkk:)