Storm Poems
#storm
Storm poems about mother nature unleashing her force and fury. Storm poems about rain, powerful winds, thunder and lightning. Poetry about the violence of nature and the effects of a storm on people, islands and man made structures.
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overzealous water
nothing
seems
to stop
the
overzealous
river from
drinking
away the
bordering
sandy
ground,
and as
the soil
is
swallowed,
the waters
flare under
the
destruction,
now
within the
decision
of its
last curve,
the water
overflows
its path,
new
directions
being
discovered.
seems
to stop
the
overzealous
river from
drinking
away the
bordering
sandy
ground,
and as
the soil
is
swallowed,
the waters
flare under
the
destruction,
now
within the
decision
of its
last curve,
the water
overflows
its path,
new
directions
being
discovered.
#earth
#rain
#river #storm
#river #storm
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night and day
Day & Night
It was still dark morning when I left
the nightclub, a place where one can
be sure not to meet reality
I saw a river of people coming out of
the subway filling streets with heavy
steps and murmur
as daylight came, neon light shivered
and became ugly words on buildings
reality had blinded them
At the end of the day, as night sunk
like a blanket on towns, people were
going home from workplaces
The neon light came back on tell
a story of an alternative where all
is fake, like Ronaldo's scoring...
It was still dark morning when I left
the nightclub, a place where one can
be sure not to meet reality
I saw a river of people coming out of
the subway filling streets with heavy
steps and murmur
as daylight came, neon light shivered
and became ugly words on buildings
reality had blinded them
At the end of the day, as night sunk
like a blanket on towns, people were
going home from workplaces
The neon light came back on tell
a story of an alternative where all
is fake, like Ronaldo's scoring...
#rain
#rainbow
#snow
#storm
#wind
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The Storm
It stirs in my soul
The quiet turns to thunder
Echoing deep within my bones
I feel the ground tremble beneath my weight
The tension mounting until I can't hold on
And it takes everything
It rushes out
Unfiltered truth pours from my lips
Like lightning striking the heart of doubt
I couldn't set it right
Sirens will blare
But it's too late for redemption now
Sooner or later the storm will break,
I'll open my eyes
and search for the face of grace
In ruins carved from ash and...
The quiet turns to thunder
Echoing deep within my bones
I feel the ground tremble beneath my weight
The tension mounting until I can't hold on
And it takes everything
It rushes out
Unfiltered truth pours from my lips
Like lightning striking the heart of doubt
I couldn't set it right
Sirens will blare
But it's too late for redemption now
Sooner or later the storm will break,
I'll open my eyes
and search for the face of grace
In ruins carved from ash and...
#LifeStruggles
#storm
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Opportunity is gone
Storm washed away roads
Roads were closed, canceled my trip
My one chance for change
Roads were closed, canceled my trip
My one chance for change
#LifeChangingMoment
#senryu
#storm
#support
#travel
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Trees of Mellow
Leaves fall from the trees of mellow,
with a simple blow of natures hello.
Announcing to be known,
for it was mother natures evil clone.
All alone.
Alone to itself, yet not to the rest.
Nature opens herself to the world,
to relieve some excessive stress.
Stress that plays chess with human life.
Checking many, but few to none.
Getting too near would enhance ones fear.
Lone and behold, but stay in control.
Gusty winds cometh to sendeth,
vastly stretched miles.
Rotation is evident, yet very...
with a simple blow of natures hello.
Announcing to be known,
for it was mother natures evil clone.
All alone.
Alone to itself, yet not to the rest.
Nature opens herself to the world,
to relieve some excessive stress.
Stress that plays chess with human life.
Checking many, but few to none.
Getting too near would enhance ones fear.
Lone and behold, but stay in control.
Gusty winds cometh to sendeth,
vastly stretched miles.
Rotation is evident, yet very...
#fall
#nature
#storm
#trees
#wind
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a storm's conversation
i heard
the storm
becoming
heavier,
the wind
and rain
seems
to be
having
a polite
conversation,
even though
i could
not
understand
what they
were saying,
i think
they were
in a
discussion
about who
was more
dominant.
the storm
becoming
heavier,
the wind
and rain
seems
to be
having
a polite
conversation,
even though
i could
not
understand
what they
were saying,
i think
they were
in a
discussion
about who
was more
dominant.
#rain
#storm
#wind
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Storm
In the night your electricity
flashes upon my vein's doorsteps.
Your thunder's roar roams
my brain's craving cortex.
You are here.
No longer protected by just near.
Rain thrashes my ground,
liquid lust.
Flashing, roaring, drenching.
Invitationless.
Away blows my dress,
naked plains of flesh.
To receive your storm.
My deep soul severely
transformed.
flashes upon my vein's doorsteps.
Your thunder's roar roams
my brain's craving cortex.
You are here.
No longer protected by just near.
Rain thrashes my ground,
liquid lust.
Flashing, roaring, drenching.
Invitationless.
Away blows my dress,
naked plains of flesh.
To receive your storm.
My deep soul severely
transformed.
#lust
#rain
#storm
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Evening Fright
Scarecrow
The witness of silent lightning
Hears the first crack of thunder
As the animals flee
Rain starts to fall
The sky breathes
Her whipping cool breeze
Cracks of lightning and trees
Resound admist
The rumbling angry skies
While in candlelit houses
The humbled for mercy plead
The witness of silent lightning
Hears the first crack of thunder
As the animals flee
Rain starts to fall
The sky breathes
Her whipping cool breeze
Cracks of lightning and trees
Resound admist
The rumbling angry skies
While in candlelit houses
The humbled for mercy plead
#storm
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Musty Wallpaper #2
In the shadows of the night, where the wind moans,
stands a dark and solemn castle.
Inside there are secrets from a dark past
and echoes of screams in a late lament.
The dark hallways stained with blood
They tell stories of unhappy love.
In the main hall a feast of horror
where death dances in macabre fervor.
Candles flicker, shadows come to life,
the full moon looks on pale and haughty.
In the broken mirror reflections of pain
reveal scenes of ancient gore.
The clock strikes, midnight has arrived.
Spirits...
stands a dark and solemn castle.
Inside there are secrets from a dark past
and echoes of screams in a late lament.
The dark hallways stained with blood
They tell stories of unhappy love.
In the main hall a feast of horror
where death dances in macabre fervor.
Candles flicker, shadows come to life,
the full moon looks on pale and haughty.
In the broken mirror reflections of pain
reveal scenes of ancient gore.
The clock strikes, midnight has arrived.
Spirits...
#horror
#mirror
#nightmares
#scary
#storm
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the wrinkles of the wind
my babuska
used to talk to the wind
used words
strange and silent
she asked favors from the wind
she blew in the ears of the wind
things the wind should do
and the wind shook the curtains
threw everything on the floor
the wind was excited
to the sound of my babuska's voice
used to talk to the wind
used words
strange and silent
she asked favors from the wind
she blew in the ears of the wind
things the wind should do
and the wind shook the curtains
threw everything on the floor
the wind was excited
to the sound of my babuska's voice
#aging
#LifeStruggles
#magic
#storm
#wind
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blown away
the sun lost his dominance
as thick clouds bullied him into shadow
turning afternoon to complete darkness
no thunder...no lightning...no rain
only the gods breath in full fury
& things meant to stand tall & proud became horizontal
abasing themselves in the face of it
fallen trees & sundered limbs covered the streets
those caught unaware
{among them...my daughter...}
forced to dodge flying debris
we had no warning
& with one loud boom...power gave out
my tiny basement with its crowding...
as thick clouds bullied him into shadow
turning afternoon to complete darkness
no thunder...no lightning...no rain
only the gods breath in full fury
& things meant to stand tall & proud became horizontal
abasing themselves in the face of it
fallen trees & sundered limbs covered the streets
those caught unaware
{among them...my daughter...}
forced to dodge flying debris
we had no warning
& with one loud boom...power gave out
my tiny basement with its crowding...
#confessional
#nature
#storm #universe
#storm #universe
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A Cold Emptiness
As the sunlight dies
In cold empty darkness
Stillness of the grave
What the ruins remember
Through time and memory
Death appears through the windblown storm
Where the flame is eternal
Awakening
In cold empty darkness
Stillness of the grave
What the ruins remember
Through time and memory
Death appears through the windblown storm
Where the flame is eternal
Awakening
#death
#graveyard
#nature #storm
#nature #storm
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