This is an entry for a contest where you had to use words from a word bank. Underlined words are from the word bank, although they add texture to the piece. Twisters are not symmetrical, so I went for the odd shape♫♪
Twistwhim
Sunny, started out.
Darkened, I smartly shout,
“Hail, all ye who are gathered,
Wild clouds may turn to
twister!
Swift! Seek shelter!
Be not victims of Joplin-like disaster!”
But nay, the herd of clouds, corralled,
Ascended, lariated,
and squalled.
Then, blown
windswept by nature’s valve, dissolved.
Collectively,
We breathed reliefs…
All’s at
Peace
!!!
