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Best Storm Poems

Below are the all-time best Storm poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of storm poems written by PoetrySoup members


Premium Member The Guise of Blue Jay Skies
F  l  y  i  n  g

a sailing tailwind
in cerulean streams
through creamsicle colored beams -
are wings reflective of turquoise truth 
and...

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Categories: storm, autumn, bird, blue, conflict,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Music of the Night
With the tremulous dark vista so far and yet so near
Abandoning my defences ~ I stand in awe ~ not in fear

 Virtuoso Maestro unleash...

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Categories: storm, desire, music, night, romance,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member summer rain -
I wade into the surf and stand alone

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Categories: bereavement, goodbye, soulmate, storm,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Tribute To Leonora G
~ Yolanda was--her name ~    Featuring:) Leonora Galinta

From a hell storm,
A mighty she-devil took on its form
Like a woman scorn ascending from...

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Categories: storm, death, deep, evil, sorrow,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Little Fire
I witness you fading away,
The winds blow frantically
They are against us, as all are

Little fire, rise in my cupped hands
Be it my life I shield...

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Categories: storm, courage, death, fire, growth,
Form: Dramatic Monologue



Premium Member The Loss of the Andrea Gail
They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters:
These see the works of the Lord and his wonders in...

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Categories: storm, america, death, fishing, ocean,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Midnight In the Library
Around midnight, in the library I found myself drawn,
to these shelves haunted still by Poe, Stevenson and King,
as a rare, late October storm brews beyond...

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Categories: storm, books, night, october, repetition,
Form: Pantoum
Premium Member Q Tipping
I remember when
Q was part of a Tip
now Q is a one way trip
to crazy town
It’s a place where thoughts flip
and up is down
Where every...

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Categories: storm, abuse, america, angst, discrimination,
Form: Political Verse
Premium Member The Loss of the Lifeboat, the 'Solomon Browne'
In the year ninteen eighty one on the nineteenth day of December
A day the town of Mousehole in Cornwall, will always remember
An R.N.L.I. Watson class...

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Categories: storm, boat, death, people, rain,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member The Words That Flow Through My Pen
Sometimes, life has no reason unlike the seasons
It aimlessly drifts with the wind
We find ourselves in places of unfamiliar faces
Bathing in the shadows of sin
Our...

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Categories: storm, introspection, life, on writing
Form: Free verse
Peasants With Pleasant Rags
You see us everywhere you go
Every corner of your street house our offspring
Every bridge in your city has become our refugee camp
We are the people...

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Categories: morning, poverty, rain, storm,
Form: Free verse
Dark Clouds - a Collaboration With Liam Mc Daid
Grey clouds the innocent sky ambushing light turns dark 
stumbling over a tombstone opening up cold graves

When eyes become frozen behind scenes in hidden truth...

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© Red Fiery  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: depression, grave, storm,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member For I Have Weathered Storms
I think of storms I've weathered, and I smile
for those who've sought to break my heart and gain
the pleasure of defaming me with guile
now know...

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Categories: storm,
Form: Sonnet
Survival
weeping willow trees
unbreakable in grace bend
survival and hope!

June 11th,  2018

Inspired by Victor Buhagiar "Barren Branches Of a Willow Tree Die"...

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Categories: endurance, storm, symbolism, tree,
Form: Haiku
The Thunder Kings
The rains had come and washed away the old world,
the thunder had banged its drum
with a weary warning ---
' I do not come oft, but...

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Categories: childhood, fear, storm,
Form: Free verse

Book: Shattered Sighs