Storm Poems | Examples of Storm Poetry

A silent storm is brewing within my chest A benumbing chill sets my soul aflame A warm welcome sets alarm bell ringing, In the realm of hush at the dawn of dusk do you hear the swooshing of the waves on the sandy shore? Do you hear the shush...

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dark clouds are forming a smell of rain in the air calm before the storm ...

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The world is bleeding, from the inside out, with a punctured heart ready to burst. Call Universal O- blood donors. They may be able to save the most first. A rain of tears cleanses streets from the red- stained, dripping sheet-shrouds oozing children's blood. While flesh is shredded from human bone by- natural forces of wind, earth, and flood. The world lies,...

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When the darkness colors the midnight skies And all your blessings seem in the past, you surmise The ache of heart who knows nothing but lies Listen to the story of His glory – He never dies When the worries grow harder and you feel defeated And all your heartfelt yearnings are uncompleted The heavy hand of doubt causes you to...

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celestial shelves lost then found department browsing Promises...

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storm wind’s coming… no place to hide… i walked through the fire with my eyes wide shut, carved my name in the thunder’s gut. they tried to break me with the weight of fear, but i wear the lightning like armor near. don’t pray for calm—i was born in the clash, i rise with the roar and the sky’s backlash. i am the...

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the winds were wild, the sky was torn, i was a house with no light on. lost in a world that wouldn’t wait, chasing calm but catching fate. and then you came with steady hands, no words, just warmth i understand. you are my shelter from the storm, the place my weary soul feels warm. when thunder breaks the night in two, i find...

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a tiny drizzle or an avalanche of water cascading like Niagara Falls? April is giving us a joyful nod, emptying her clouds one at a time Clothes on the line went from being sprinkled to saturated robins had been hopping happily; now they are in hiding I was dancing with joy for the garden and I needed rain But this...

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Upon the waves where the wild winds sing, A tale unfolds of a vessel and its wing; Through the tide, it dances, graceful and free, Harnessing the ocean's heart, a sight to see. With cargo holds filled, treasures abound, From the Pacfic to the Atlantic, dreams resound. A bill...

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Psychic storm ruins sanguine soul. In the ravaged vale flows the stream of sorrow. Memory flakes flush dregs of dream on dry tear trail, etched on closed eyes, encasing hope. ...

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Do you now feel at ease? When it's all said and done When you've seen and loved Saw the darkest side of life And even questioned the sands of time When you looked up in the sky And acknowledged the beauty of the sun Seen storms imbibe people and trees How did you feel? When you sometimes had friends But sometimes thought you...

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winter came early it was freezing in the mountains no shelter meant death ...

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Freewill is a right, we all should be allowed to have our rights. Right to move about, and live without fear or doubts. Some say its love, but true love is like a warm blanket that feels, soft and gives comfort, making us feel so glowing through our life. Some just want control, and to make...

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The thunder rolls across the sky, right after the flash of light spreads across the horizon, and it echoes… echoes… long and rumbling. Its deep bass crashes and shakes our very foundation. The accompanying wind blows menacingly, and the falling rain becomes a stinging downpour. The once tiny droplets now becoming a raging river, washing away at the earth, as it tries to sink into the...

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The Spirit’s rise of coming storm, Spoken before first fertile drop. How did I know? It seems the norm. The Spirit’s rise of coming storm. Thunder, lightning, and blust’ry form. Husband says, he didn’t hear a drop. The Spirit’s rise of coming storm, Spoken before first fertile drop. ...

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