Rain 4Th Poems

These Rain 4Th poems are examples of 4Th poems about Rain. These are the best examples of 4Th Rain poems written by international poets.

Winter brings cold
Demands respect
Its word is bold
Best to protect

Fall offers thrills
Tree colors change
Nights bring sharp chills
Gusts spin windvanes

Spring brings new birth
And sparks new dreams
Birds sing

© David Moore  

Life's beauty is hidden in strife,
For contrast alone gives meaning to life.

No darkness, no dawn,
No battle, no crown.

No winter, no spring,
No cage, no soaring wing.

No

© Lokendra Singh  

I go to the fair 
and I see many crafts
My brother didn't really care
It started to rain I thought we needed rafts

Then came the thunder

© zailey Ming  

How protective the cool umbrella is !,                  

© Balasubramaniyan Venkataramani  

When I was 10 years old, a new neighbor moved in next door. This man's name was Scott, and his wife was Kay. Scott was

© Liam Niedringhaus  

A summer rain falling,
Fierce winds blowing hard;
Ping-pong hale pounding:-

Shortly thereafter,
The rain and wind are no more;
Sun's back...thunder roars:-

Nature can be weird,
Sharing her thunderstrom treats
On a

© Millard Lowe  

Early September rain 
A dampened sidewalk, 
Wet leaves lead me back
To blackboards and chalk

The wood of the desks
Cupboards along the wall,
Fresh, clean and simple 
Newly

© Kelly Deschler  

the door had a magical mystical medieval look
adored with verdant mosses, vines, snails and turtles
my throat pounded with heartbeats as I approached
the knocker intimidated me;

© Caren Krutsinger  

Apples are awesome things available all around.
Balloons make us bubbly and bounce from here to there.
Cats are cute and cuddly and really hard to catch.
Doggies

© BP Skinner  

If it rains while I’m not there 
Don’t forget to wear your coat 
If you feel cold while it rains, 
take some hot tea 
If

© Marilyn Shila  

In the realm of Telegram's glow,
Where taps and tokens start to flow,
A game named W-Coin was born,
A simple tap, and wealth was sworn.

With every press,

© Kamogelo Maubane  

Dapper coachman frog wore his top hat with star power
He travels this route regularly, always at the thirteenth hour.
His steed is a caterpillar who hails

© Caren Krutsinger  

The happy drops of the rain 
that irrigates the thirsty ground 
Carrying the memory of every soul 
In love with the rain they all sing

© Marilyn Shila  

         Frog

Idiot fellow

Sorry crossing my hands
By touching the ear 
Reason for been a poet

It's a magic of

© Jagdish Bajantri   

Elmer loved the drip drip drip sound of April rain
Under comfort of a leaf umbrella, he heard the refrain
It reminded him of his childhood, he

© Caren Krutsinger