Flash’s across the sky A stampede as the clouds Crash together Swirling, swarming, suffocating Each other In a race to find It’s own place This poem was included because it sort of says that clouds and storms know what they are doing. I wrote this poem, from the poetry unit. The pressure, a chant All I could hear was a chant ‘do it, do it, do it’ It was held right in front …showed first 75 words of 1146 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1146 total…my “imagination”. With my anthology I have not given tittles to my poems because I think it takes away a part of what makes poetry. I believe that poetry is an interpretation and being an interpretation you should be able to see the poem how you wish to see it, and giving the poem a title tells the reader what the poem is, not letting them decide what they will of it. By Kerryn McIntyre