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Storm Clouds

Storm Clouds

A Poem by Kelso A. Nicholson

"Her eyes were like storm clouds, fog rolling in on a blue horizon; and when I looked in them it was like I was right in the eye of it and I could feel my own storm rising within me, like a bolt of lightning to my core."

© 2015 Kelso A. Nicholson



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My gosh, it's like hit that head rushes to my brain...just lovely poetry in vignettes. A lovely read.

Posted 7 Months Ago


I wrote one about a storm too. I like this and the way it makes you think. Anger can build up in much the same way and sometimes its only a matter of time before it lets loose.

Posted 1 Year Ago


An admirable poem for sure.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Beautiful way to shape the words; praising someone's beauty / glamour with much compassion. Nice imagery.

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Kelso A. Nicholson
Kelso A. Nicholson

Glen Gardner, NJ



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I'm 26 years old, I write a lot of poetry and vignettes. I focus a lot on love, loss, and beauty. I hope you like my work and would love to hear some responses. more..

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