I just made a post a few hours ago with the original poem, but it's more likely that I get more people to view this if I made a new question
And again "Please nobody take my poems because I spent a lot of time on them, and I take pride in what I write. (Ideas usually come scarcely to me)"
Here's the original
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Open up your ears
And be silent tonight.
The things that will happen,
Will be a wonderful sight.
Listen to the drizzling rain.
Listen to the rustling trees.
Listen to the rippling wind.
These sounds will keep you at ease.
Watch the lightning.
And hear the thunder.
You'll be amazed and shocked,
And struck with wonder.
Listen to the drizzling rain.
The sound will keep you at ease.
There's always yoga or breathing,
Or a ball meant for squeezing.
But I prefer the thrill,
Of watching it all stand still.
Listen to the rustling trees.
The sound will keep you at ease.
Turn your television off.
Turn out all the lights.
Take a look out the window,
And view the beautiful sights.
Listen to the rippling wind.
The sound will keep you at ease.
First the sky lights up,
Mimicking colors of the day.
Then comes the thunder,
Vigorously clashing away.
The storm will keep you at ease.
I find this part of nature,
To be exceptionally beautiful.
The powerful sights and sounds,
Can be notably delightful.
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And here's the revised poem
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Be silent tonight
Open up my ears
And be silent tonight. [(take out "And"?)]
Something exciting will happen,
It will be a wonderful sight.
Turn my television off.
Turn out all the lights.
Take a look outside my window,
And view the beautiful sights.
I listen to the rain,
It's tapping at my glass.
Watering all the dandelions
Sleeping in my grass.
Listen to the drizzling rain.
The sound will keep me at ease.
I listen to the trees,
Wind blowing the leaves with care.
Like the fingers of a prince,
Running through his beauty's hair.
Listen to the rustling trees,
The sound will keep me at ease.
I listen to the wind
Whistling over all the land.
Gently blowing, caressing my face,
Like a mothers warm calming hand.
Listen to the rippling wind
The sound will keep me at ease.
I watch the lightning pierce,
It's mimicking colors of day.
It's Like the shed of light I need
When I have lost my way.
Watch the dazzling lightning
The sight will keep me at ease
I hear the thunder booming,
It's shaking with brutality.
It's the only thing I need
To bring me back to reality.
Listen to the booming thunder [(I need a calm word instead of booming )]
The sound will keep me at ease
I find this part of nature,
To be especially beautiful. [(or insightful)]
The powerful sights and sounds,
Can be excitingly delightful.
Listen to the drizzling rain.
Listen to the rustling trees.
Listen to the rippling wind.
The storm will keep me at ease. [(or "this storm")]
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where I have [(these)], that's where I have questions that I need help with from you
I want to thank the people that answered on my last post, it helped me out a ridiculous amount. As you can see I basically changed my whole poem, but I like it better this way.
There are some parts that still sound a little iffy but I can't really change it without ruining it.
What are your feelings on my poem, and are there any words you would substitute to help me out any where?
I accept any and all criticism.
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