RedRavenPoems

Where Poems Fly, Through Starry Skies.


Thunder

Lighting flashes in the sky, lighting up all around.

Thunder crashes in it’s wake, shaking the very ground.

Storm winds shriek, they whirl and howl. 

Turning the air so very foul.

Downpours come a welcome feat. 

In this nasty unrivaled heat. 

Drought relieved by the sudden rains. 

The crops restore their withered frames.

Thanks can be sent up on high.

To the red bearded thunderer in the sky.

Swings his hammer through the sky. 

Lighting flares and thunder booms, as all before him falls or swoons.

He protects us all, cares for us.

Is a champion of righteousness.

His name is Thor, mighty of deed.

Son of odin, he is indeed



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A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.

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