Imagery With Storms
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Easier Vocabulary

The storm boomed in a foul temper. It would not show pity. It was mean! It was horrible! Crack! Crack! It was a monster, a beast with a heart of ice. Even the scent of flowers was gone.  Oh, that dark day was dim and grey. 

 

Modern Style

The gathering storm glowered dark and low, spitting lightning forks. Evening sallowed, dimming to a barren haze. It was a grim depletion of hope, morose, settling as a freezing fog. Coldness pervaded every sense, stealing heat without pity. The sneering sky bellowed a rolling boom, growling out its temper as an impervious obelisk. 

 

Old-Modern Hybrid Style

A black lace storm glowered dark and low, spitting lightning forks. Locked into a tantrum-tempest, the brute screamed guttural cries. Deaf to temperance’s earnest entreaty, oil-dark clouds coalesced in fullest malignancy, in long entrenched malice. The evening sallowed, oppressing all horizons to a barren haze. It was a grim depletion of hope, a morose depression to sap strength, settling as a freezing fog. Coldness captured every sense, stealing heat without pity. 

 

Old-School Poetic Style

A black lace storm glower’d gaunt-grim, flash-puncturing the dark with fearsome fangs. Lock’d into a tantrum-tempest, as brutality reborn it full growl’d in guttural cries. Deaf to Temperance’s earnest entreaty, oil-dark clouds conspired in fullest malignancy, in the murk of Aeon’s malice. Wan, heart-wrung, the eventide did sallow. Oppress’d horizons self-censor’d to a barren haze. 

 

Sonnet: The Tempest

Raging self-sovereign malicious tempest,

Indolent, insolent, incandescent,

Envy full-tilt fever pitch manifest,

Frigid scream o’subzero wrath hell-bent,

Crack! Crack! Crack! Conjur’d Kraken grim-glower’d,      

Sunken coal clouds, ominous, dark ‘n’ dense,  

Ice-wind flower’d ‘til hope ‘twas devour’d,

Birdsong mutes as Malcontent’s recompense,

Bitting, bitter, retribution unjust,

Wisdom, virtue Malcontent’s prisoner,

Scorn elevated, truth atomised dust,

Hail’s hurricane proud deaf-listener,

Yet omnipresent karma redresses,

History’s long keeper cradles-blesses.

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