Ophelia
The storm's fury pounds
Inside the house
Comes a medley of sounds
Roof timbers creaking
Shifting noises and knocks
The wind ever questing
As it rattles the locks
A gusting crescendo
A roaring great din
You can rage all you want
You are not getting in
I do not know much about poetry but I enjoyed the feel of it :)
Thank you! :-)
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