The dreaming volcano woke up from its sleep
Puffing out smoke, spitting out fire.
Awakening, blowing its top with anger
Spewing ash in the air.
The once snowy icing now dishwater grey
Rocks raining the hillside like missiles.
Strings of orange flame escape
From the rocky giant.
By Room 9.
2 comments:
Your writing is brilliant, room 9. You have created some wonderful images in my head. Thank you for inspiring us to try to write as well as you do.
I have seen mt Tongariro last week so did connor.
kaitlyn and connor bradley
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