Tuesday writing prompt challenge THE STORM

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THE STORM

The whooshing brushed my cheeks

As I stepped out of the door

I looked up and

The sky was a light charcoal color

The sound of the rushing air

Bounced off the mountains

Bending the trees to the ground

Whirling my hair about my head

As I tried to cover my ears from

The shrieking and banging

That seemed to leave a

Never ending ringing in my ears

@Ruth

Prompt Challenge Nov 6, 2018 – Brought to you by godoggocafe

Today’s prompt: Here are 3 words to spark your imagination for a piece of poetry.  BUT, you CANNOT USE these 3 words in the poem.  What images, feelings, emotions do they conjure up for you?  Good luck!

gray, wind, echoes