Poetry and Pictures - Weather
MarchThey say a picture is worth a thousand words. But just what words?
We'd like to invite you to submit your own poem about this month's featured Weather image. Be as creative and expressive as you can! And check back next month to write another wonderful poem about a weather image.
by Darisha, age 17, California, U.S.
The park awaited us on a school night
As I rushed to complete homework,
Grabbed sandals from the front porch,
And hopped onto my purple tricycle.
I pedaled far ahead of Mommy but Found our park different than by day:
Slides empty, swings empty! I felt
Fright at night as oak trees wobbled,
Wind whistled, and clouds growled;
Mother arrived, saw my face so pale.
What's wrong, Dear? she wondered.
Pointing to the dark dome, I cried,
See the bears in the sky!