Long Poems About Storms
#storm
Long poems about storms. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Divine Connection
I am Woman.
Maiden, mother and crone
Behold the secrets of nature woven into my cells
And knowledge of your creation
That was born from my blood...
I sow seeds with my words and drop them
In your path, so you may walk upon the petals
Of my sacrifice, my abundance
So you will pick beautiful fruits
And the seeds that you eat will
Grow inside you where they will flourish
And slowly bloom to reveal
The fruits of your awareness...
See the reflection of the skies
As endless, vast clouds roll behind my...
Maiden, mother and crone
Behold the secrets of nature woven into my cells
And knowledge of your creation
That was born from my blood...
I sow seeds with my words and drop them
In your path, so you may walk upon the petals
Of my sacrifice, my abundance
So you will pick beautiful fruits
And the seeds that you eat will
Grow inside you where they will flourish
And slowly bloom to reveal
The fruits of your awareness...
See the reflection of the skies
As endless, vast clouds roll behind my...
#earth
#storm
#fire
#water
#wind
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Goat Profits In The pHarmacy.......
If
you insist on doing it like that, there's
a better'n'not
po ss ibility that yOur
head
( and mine)
w'ill eXplode
eXplode and immolate
immolate
in ways far unanticipated..........repercussions
dancin'on
...
you insist on doing it like that, there's
a better'n'not
po ss ibility that yOur
head
( and mine)
w'ill eXplode
eXplode and immolate
immolate
in ways far unanticipated..........repercussions
dancin'on
...
#storm
#winter
#wind
#confessional
#meditation
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the truth is out(age) there.
Hurricanes & tropical storms always seem to blow through in the middle of the night.
My power just went out.
Joy.... (sarcasm)
I'm not sure this is common knowledge, but it's still hot here.. like, I have to run my AC , kinda hot.
No power = No air conditioning = Miserable Blue
I'm going to do a dance (in my head) of quick power restoration to the power God's!
I have my two extra cell batteries charged,
as well as an extra laptop battery.
I also have it all plugged into my portable small battery charging hub thingamajigy......
My power just went out.
Joy.... (sarcasm)
I'm not sure this is common knowledge, but it's still hot here.. like, I have to run my AC , kinda hot.
No power = No air conditioning = Miserable Blue
I'm going to do a dance (in my head) of quick power restoration to the power God's!
I have my two extra cell batteries charged,
as well as an extra laptop battery.
I also have it all plugged into my portable small battery charging hub thingamajigy......
#dark
#power
#rain
#storm
#StreamOfConsciousness
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An Insistent Denial of Truth (in all it's insistent interpretations)
Must remember're'call when the medicine
was swallowed
was ingested
was absorbed.
Where I'd lost our imprimatur, it's the first step toward the
freed'm of need, and
a ratified wanting, in
a spectacle of ranting.
Be'Damned if it hasn't begun storming, catacombs being the
only shelter from piercing
...
was swallowed
was ingested
was absorbed.
Where I'd lost our imprimatur, it's the first step toward the
freed'm of need, and
a ratified wanting, in
a spectacle of ranting.
Be'Damned if it hasn't begun storming, catacombs being the
only shelter from piercing
...
#death
#rain
#storm
#water
#graveyard
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Nameless Gods
The days clouds creating shattering, shadowing furnaces,
None of us could stand so close
To your ceiling an ocean, eyes of a lid in glowing coal
Tempering a fragile strange stare, an old awe,
Glassware that was passed to us
When we were young,
Looking up so frail,
They rise to their grave,
Harbour in the sky
In the bolt of an eye
The godly sins where sunshine ends,
The things you say with the fury you took in the fall
Nameless gods put up your road block,
Play your show and roar
How could we kneel?
How...
None of us could stand so close
To your ceiling an ocean, eyes of a lid in glowing coal
Tempering a fragile strange stare, an old awe,
Glassware that was passed to us
When we were young,
Looking up so frail,
They rise to their grave,
Harbour in the sky
In the bolt of an eye
The godly sins where sunshine ends,
The things you say with the fury you took in the fall
Nameless gods put up your road block,
Play your show and roar
How could we kneel?
How...
#storm
#nature
#SelfReflection
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kreuzworträtselverwirrung
an abbreviation of: sensible people
"physics": meta-
physics...
and that there's a theatre of
ortho-graphy... no matter!
the trans- avenue is 'ere!
von krafft-ebing is too!
19th century morality and today's
islam...
burroughs in tangiers in
the 1960s -
two homosexuals should be legal:
in a... polygamous society...
because: wha' toa' dough?
never mind the red button:
nukes are nukes and...
bellybutton piercing is:
beside kissing the frog to be prince...
jerking off is not akin to...
"physics": meta-
physics...
and that there's a theatre of
ortho-graphy... no matter!
the trans- avenue is 'ere!
von krafft-ebing is too!
19th century morality and today's
islam...
burroughs in tangiers in
the 1960s -
two homosexuals should be legal:
in a... polygamous society...
because: wha' toa' dough?
never mind the red button:
nukes are nukes and...
bellybutton piercing is:
beside kissing the frog to be prince...
jerking off is not akin to...
#storm
#frustration
#StreamOfConsciousness
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~lost into the sepulchred night of a storming eye, i find our eternal light within
he’s in the vanishing…
all so soon, into
the thickety kohl stirring wells
of the smoky smearing
darkening blankets of
this murderous cold february
night… like an
unexplained black magic
his mackered black tiger
pattern with almost no good
whites nor shady greys even
perhaps thus going down
as an easy go pulley swallow
into the one whirlpooling
blackhole eye in fatal hungers…
of innocence.. of the likes
of him … ...
all so soon, into
the thickety kohl stirring wells
of the smoky smearing
darkening blankets of
this murderous cold february
night… like an
unexplained black magic
his mackered black tiger
pattern with almost no good
whites nor shady greys even
perhaps thus going down
as an easy go pulley swallow
into the one whirlpooling
blackhole eye in fatal hungers…
of innocence.. of the likes
of him … ...
#love
#death
#storm
#spiritual
#LifeCycle
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I'll Be There - Heejin & Hyunjin (a tribute)
v.1]
When there’s trouble my boy,
Heartbeat-beat goin’ shake-shake
CPR, in 3, 2, 1
Touchin’ you with that feelin’
One shoulder for you to cry,
Two hands to keep you close.
Oh, you know I’m in love.
Boy you rock my world,
You rock me baby.
[hook]
In a pink world,
A smooth-sailin’ life
So lovely it would be,
To cuddle up and escape.
[pre.ch]
But whenever the wind blows,
And you’re caught in the storm
Boy just give me your love
Don’t be...
When there’s trouble my boy,
Heartbeat-beat goin’ shake-shake
CPR, in 3, 2, 1
Touchin’ you with that feelin’
One shoulder for you to cry,
Two hands to keep you close.
Oh, you know I’m in love.
Boy you rock my world,
You rock me baby.
[hook]
In a pink world,
A smooth-sailin’ life
So lovely it would be,
To cuddle up and escape.
[pre.ch]
But whenever the wind blows,
And you’re caught in the storm
Boy just give me your love
Don’t be...
#love
#storm
#heroic
#admiration
#MyInspiration
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Ass Jangling, Episodic, Trek Encompassing All (the)Earth, and Beyond.
Whatev er is it I could have said that...........,(?)
Now-keep-in-mind that this
type of wisdom is no wisdom
is no wisdom at all is no wisdom
in and of it'self, is no wisdom at
all of any ilk, no wisdom no wis........
but,
there we are, spouting slogans of
solidarity and bless'ed that we have
no-thing, of any of any things in
accordance wit their final destination,
though hardly old enough to be ugly
enough to show what such elder'ness
secretly does to the (so'call'd) brilliance
of what the...
#war
#environment
#storm
#evolution
#revenge
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Frankenstein's Adam
We all know the Hollywood cliche
Vivid green skin, tall black hair
Bolts on the side of his neck
Broken speech filled in by grunts
Truly a hideous unbearable thing
A huge monster, a front to god
What a Stark difference from the book
With his corpse pallet skin
His stitches hidden by a surgeons hand
Grotesquely tall and built like a tank
With hands from dock workers
Legs from a miner and the brains of a poor poet
Parts and pieces stolen from the poor
The beautiful poor that fit the doctors needs
His creation was...
Vivid green skin, tall black hair
Bolts on the side of his neck
Broken speech filled in by grunts
Truly a hideous unbearable thing
A huge monster, a front to god
What a Stark difference from the book
With his corpse pallet skin
His stitches hidden by a surgeons hand
Grotesquely tall and built like a tank
With hands from dock workers
Legs from a miner and the brains of a poor poet
Parts and pieces stolen from the poor
The beautiful poor that fit the doctors needs
His creation was...
#storm
#monsters
#evolution
#scifi
#curse
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REMEMBERING THE RAIN FALLS
As i sit here and watch the rain fall silently from the sky as my mind wonders with the sound as it beats upon the ground, bringing music to my soul filling it with tranquilness of peaceful thoughts to my soul and mind.
...
...
#rain
#storm
#wind
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Harvesting The Storm
I was brought to this place
as a rain storm, in an exodus,
in a grand hope of a people
the color of another storm
that used to destroy
to make room for new life.
I was born in a land by the
ocean, surrounded by palms;
trees not native to the land.
Of bean fields and eucalyptus
& pepper trees, and makeshift
film studios in barns, paying
the extras in coin realm, before
the First World War and talkies.
And migrant workers in pickup
trucks, with their straw hats
&...
as a rain storm, in an exodus,
in a grand hope of a people
the color of another storm
that used to destroy
to make room for new life.
I was born in a land by the
ocean, surrounded by palms;
trees not native to the land.
Of bean fields and eucalyptus
& pepper trees, and makeshift
film studios in barns, paying
the extras in coin realm, before
the First World War and talkies.
And migrant workers in pickup
trucks, with their straw hats
&...
#storm
#fire
#memories #FreeVerse
#memories #FreeVerse
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Storms