Thunderstorm Poems

'Attention please! Attention please!
Don't dare to talk! Don't dare to sneeze!
Don't doze or daydream! Stay awake!
Your health, your very life's a ...
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I speak not
As I feel
Speaking is not essential
Silence speaks for itself
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In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody.
Nobody is asleep.
The creatures of the moon sniff and prowl about their cabins.
The living iguanas will come and bite the men who do not dream,
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She wore a 'terra-cotta' dress,
And we stayed, because of the pelting storm,
Within the hansom's dry recess,
Though the horse had stopped; yea, motionless
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A moment the wild swallows like a flight
Of withered gust-caught leaves, serenely high,
Toss in the windrack up the muttering sky.
The leaves hang still. Above the weird twilight,
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Week after week it shrank and shrank
as the fierce drought fiend drank and drank,
till on the bone-dry bed revealed
the mud peeled;
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Nature smiles in Spring
Pulls at our heart string
as greenery's hued in greener tinge
Having had an everlasting effect
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backroad leafmold stonewall chipmunk
underbrush grapevine woodchuck shadblow

woodsmoke cowbarn honeysuckle woodpile
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Thy living Touch

Dive me deep into thy thought,
Day and night with dream and desire,
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From the west
Clouds come hurrying with the wind
Turning sharply
Here and there
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He rode through the woods on a big blue ox,
He had fists as hard as choppin' blocks,
Five hundred pounds and nine feet tall...that's Paul.
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My horse had been lamed in the foot
In the rocks at the back of the run,
So I camped at the Murderer's Hut,
At the place where the murder was done.
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Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear
Year after year in gloom and desolate despair;
A messenger of Hope comes every night to me,
And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
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O traveler poet
Read your poem with the last autumn thunderstorm
to the sleepless long night
For no one will listen to the wound of poetry any more
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(dedicated to Karin Anderson, a great poet at poemhunter)

क ् ल ै ब ् य ं म ा स ् म ग म
प ा र ् थ न ै त त ् त ् व य ् य ु प प द ् य त े
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The road had steepened and the sun sharpened on the high
ridges; the stream probably was dry,
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When rivers run cold, it makes you wonder if they were ever warm
Why we ever went skinny-dipping, swam naked in a thunderstorm
When fires turn to ashes, it makes you wonder did they ever burn.
Why was the air sulphur every other silent nocturne?
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Something of heavens ever burns in it,
I like to watch its wondrous facets' growth.
It speaks with me in fate's non-seldom fits,
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imagine angels.

imagine a bolt of lightning
out of the blue so blue
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My joys I share to you
This moment
I am giving it to you
My smiles my laugthers
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Breathtaking,
You are a heart attack,
An electric shock,
An injury,
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Flight Of Grassland Legend

cinematic reality in reality in motion-action-stillness triology light.
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If I get tomorrow's chores done, this afternoon
Maybe I can go to the book fair then
Oh! I forgot
They are predicting a thunderstorm tomorrow
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Today I'm thankful for raindrops and lullabies
and how a thunderstorm would always bring
my mom into my room…and how a lullaby she'd sing
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The sky turns dark, the wind picks up
Thunder rumbles, lightning strikes abrupt
The rain pours down, a symphony of sound
Nature's power, unleashed and unbound
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I did not notice when I came to the crematorium to give birth to countless deaths.
Like the river, I am afraid of pretending to be who I am not.
As the dream fades, the black peak also fades.
The rats participating in the race to bell the cat is caught, in the eyes of the owls.
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I have found no place that I can call mine, in these thing call life
For all that I wanted, didn't find me,
And all that finds me, I did not want.
In-between these rubbles, I came across time
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Flowers bloom and then petals crumble!
Fire ignites and turns everything to ashes!
People laugh to end up crying!
Tree bears the burden of fruit and others enjoy
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ThunderStorm

I heard the scratching
Upon the window pane
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The earth made a drift movement
Like a paradise shift
Here comes the thunderstorm that amaze our world
Nature is good, life is beautiful
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