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From the thunderous boom to the quiet of silence. |
| Prompt: Write a poem where each line is quieter than the last. Line Count: 9 Word Count: 51 A storm arrived with thunder's cry, It shook the stars from velvet sky. The trees bent low in trembling dance, Leaves whispered secrets at a glance. Footsteps slowed on softened ground, Then stilled, where only mist was found. A hush fell over breath and bone; A single sigh, and then, alone. Written for "PromptMaster !" |