artwork by Evelyn H. Grade 8 |
Stallions of Zeus
While a bitter wind
moaned,
Whose keening pleas
rose above,
Until engulfed by
screeches of mercy,
So that the branches
shivered with fright;
Brooding clouds hung
imminent in the charcoal sky.
How suddenly it
struck,
As a fork of light
speared,
Splitting the sky in
pieces,
While it crackled
with electricity,
The air fizzed with
static.
When a thousand
drums beat,
So that the
cacophony deafened all,
After it trampled
the ground,
As if stallions
galloped throughout,
They crushed everything
under vicious hooves.
While the chaos
raged on,
After all Cain broke loose,
So that the
pandemonium sailed the tumult,
When lightening
flashed and wind howled,
Thunder growled in
its cave of storm clouds.
When suddenly it was
gone,
So that the silence
hung in the air,
As if the stallions
dashed off,
Until no more of
them were heard,
And the wind,
neighing in terror, was quenched like a candle.
Vita M.
Grade 8
Grade 8
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