Poems About Storms by Top Critiquers
#storm
Poems about storms by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Distant Lands
The night came on all dismal and dark
the sea acting ever so violent
by the rapid wind howling hark
I long to vanish, to flee
Higher and higher the seas did surge
gale winds louder and louder
vessel consuming water, partly submerged
with torn and shivering sails
Up ahead bleak hills and barren sands
lighthouse flashing so bright
grateful our vessel spotted land
home is where I want to be
the sea acting ever so violent
by the rapid wind howling hark
I long to vanish, to flee
Higher and higher the seas did surge
gale winds louder and louder
vessel consuming water, partly submerged
with torn and shivering sails
Up ahead bleak hills and barren sands
lighthouse flashing so bright
grateful our vessel spotted land
home is where I want to be
#sea
#storm
#rhyming
51 reads
0 Comments
Reign Supreme
After the clouds have battled with thunder and lightning
There is a break between them in the skies
That’s when a light beams down like hopes and dreams
A sight to behold, a marvel to men’s eyes
The mountains are snow-capped and the foothills are green
After the rain Mother Nature always reigns supreme
There is a break between them in the skies
That’s when a light beams down like hopes and dreams
A sight to behold, a marvel to men’s eyes
The mountains are snow-capped and the foothills are green
After the rain Mother Nature always reigns supreme
#earth
#storm
#nature
84 reads
8 Comments
Storm
Imploring Destiny within the gated union
Sacred heart kneading the ache
Insulted dawn repent
Hurt beyond parallel forsakes me
Time will design a way
Forsaken in the hour of anxiety
my honesties blush
then bruise
Sought in the rain
hunted by ghosts
retreating elsewhere
Relief in the storm
utterly keening till I come undone
lifting my eyes heavenward
crying Eli Eli Lama Sabachthani
Sacred heart kneading the ache
Insulted dawn repent
Hurt beyond parallel forsakes me
Time will design a way
Forsaken in the hour of anxiety
my honesties blush
then bruise
Sought in the rain
hunted by ghosts
retreating elsewhere
Relief in the storm
utterly keening till I come undone
lifting my eyes heavenward
crying Eli Eli Lama Sabachthani
#storm
109 reads
7 Comments
Monsters of My Deep
Thunder's belly rumbles across a gun metal sky.
The world must sense the storm between you and I.
Rain.
Soft wet static sound.
Dampening the fibers of sadness.
Is there ever really an answer to be found?
Darker thoughts naturally emerge.
The tide at the shore of our wounds is low tonight.
The soaked moon looks fallen snow white.
And there you are, fallen, lifeless.
Lips purple blue to never speak the truth.
Lost in a sea of me, you drowned.
Among the monsters of my deep blues.
The world must sense the storm between you and I.
Rain.
Soft wet static sound.
Dampening the fibers of sadness.
Is there ever really an answer to be found?
Darker thoughts naturally emerge.
The tide at the shore of our wounds is low tonight.
The soaked moon looks fallen snow white.
And there you are, fallen, lifeless.
Lips purple blue to never speak the truth.
Lost in a sea of me, you drowned.
Among the monsters of my deep blues.
#dreams
#rain
#storm #monsters
#storm #monsters
127 reads
6 Comments
MY FAVORITE RAINBOW COLOR
As the storm rages
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
#rain
#storm
#rainbow #wind
#rainbow #wind
394 reads
3 Comments
raucous wind
the wind
is aggravated,
raucous
sounds came
from
its throat,
i can
hear his
challenge.
is aggravated,
raucous
sounds came
from
its throat,
i can
hear his
challenge.
#rain
#storm
#wind
40 reads
13 Comments
I don't give a rat's ass about the weather
I care about the planet
How we humans ruined it
But on a day to day basis
I don't give a flying fuck about it
I work outside
Don't own a car
When it's freezing I layer up
When it's hot I wear less
That's it
Weather obsession is not sexy
It's like wearing beige
Don't be proud of it
Got it ?
How we humans ruined it
But on a day to day basis
I don't give a flying fuck about it
I work outside
Don't own a car
When it's freezing I layer up
When it's hot I wear less
That's it
Weather obsession is not sexy
It's like wearing beige
Don't be proud of it
Got it ?
#anger
#storm
#CallToAction
#frustration
#LifeCycle
148 reads
21 Comments
Outside
the rain beats a keyboard
of leaves, mingles as music
with summer dust and drought—
clears a corridor, preparing
for the Autumnal Equinox
When a storm passes
as it always does, we who remain
carry on, pick up the fallen
flotsam and jetsom of debri—
in whatever form
the whirlwind left behind
Everything is fresh, clean—
largely green amid change;
and, ready to carry on
with whatever Life brings
because, Poetry
~
of leaves, mingles as music
with summer dust and drought—
clears a corridor, preparing
for the Autumnal Equinox
When a storm passes
as it always does, we who remain
carry on, pick up the fallen
flotsam and jetsom of debri—
in whatever form
the whirlwind left behind
Everything is fresh, clean—
largely green amid change;
and, ready to carry on
with whatever Life brings
because, Poetry
~
#trees
#storm
#fall
#nature
#metaphor
777 reads
43 Comments
AT THE BURST OF THE CLOUD
#sex
#rain
#storm #rhyming
#storm #rhyming
438 reads
0 Comments
primitive spirit
dance with me on a thundercloud
while the skies burst their seams
spin me across lightning bolts
as night spreads her wings
cobalt smudges bearing grudges
stomp the evening pale
leaving their darkened mark
as daylight meekly slips away
as flashes strobe through shadowed patches
touch my upturned face
kiss me
here
in the heart of the tempest
breathing deeply of my rapture
torn between the caution I've always practiced
and throwing myself to the wind
where gales wrap passion around...
while the skies burst their seams
spin me across lightning bolts
as night spreads her wings
cobalt smudges bearing grudges
stomp the evening pale
leaving their darkened mark
as daylight meekly slips away
as flashes strobe through shadowed patches
touch my upturned face
kiss me
here
in the heart of the tempest
breathing deeply of my rapture
torn between the caution I've always practiced
and throwing myself to the wind
where gales wrap passion around...
#rain
#storm
#dance
124 reads
4 Comments
Clouds Collide
clouds like white cotton candy
fluffy in the sky of blue
tuck together and dance merry
when wind comes their way
as two strangers meeting by chance
eyes meeting and sparks ignite
hands reach out for gentle touch
needs and desires come into light
when clouds drift and collide
within the confine of nature's dome
magic ignites and they coalesce
and thunder and lightning are born
Strangers embrace become as one
falling in love in a dizzy whirlwind
colours subdued become so bright
when they...
fluffy in the sky of blue
tuck together and dance merry
when wind comes their way
as two strangers meeting by chance
eyes meeting and sparks ignite
hands reach out for gentle touch
needs and desires come into light
when clouds drift and collide
within the confine of nature's dome
magic ignites and they coalesce
and thunder and lightning are born
Strangers embrace become as one
falling in love in a dizzy whirlwind
colours subdued become so bright
when they...
#love
#storm
#nature
88 reads
10 Comments
Between Light and Darkness
Pain has come and gone
Killing my inside
It still wants to eat
for it needs pure blood
to be in the light
But it has killed and
Consumed Dirty Blood
Which causes pain
to which my soul
is divided into
Light and Darkness
I fall in the middle
between two swords
Killing my inside
It still wants to eat
for it needs pure blood
to be in the light
But it has killed and
Consumed Dirty Blood
Which causes pain
to which my soul
is divided into
Light and Darkness
I fall in the middle
between two swords
#love
#dark
#conflict
#storm
#emotions
431 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Storms by Top Critiquers