Best Celsius Poems


Premium Member Premenstrual Syndrome -

She painted cubes and angles
drowned in hues
of density and celsius pressures,
it was in part due
to her retrospect of comfortable sorrow,

the syndrome was complicated
by the distant shine
of a brilliant lover,
I remember her voice coming 
to me like that of a 
summer solstice
eagerly carressed by the lungs
of the bluejays
that would translate the technique
of blossoms
like it were their first language,

her fury was lush,
and she channeled it properly,
I'm positive shes negative
in an act thats sincere,
she is positively negatively
painting in gray today -

J.A.B.

Premium Member Nature's Stern Warning

Extreme temperatures,
Melting of glaciers, 
Rising sea level,
Wildfires,
Forests' obliteration,
Droughts,
Drying up of lakes and rivers,
Desertification, 
Hurricanes,
Storms,
Flooding, and
Landslides, 
Is the vocabulary Mother Nature uses to
Pen its stern warning to Man:

" Oh, you thoughtless being, mind your ways and revere 
my eternal laws of harmonious cooperation and coexistence,
otherwise, I would not be able to provide for your subsistence."


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© Demetrios Trifiatis
        26 July 2023
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For more than two weeks, the temperatures in Greece have been around 
40 Celsius, sometimes, like today, it is 45.
During this period, wildfires are raging across the country. It comes on a day that 
Our firefighters are trying to contain more than eighty fires.
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My Mother In Law Is Poisoning Me

MY MOTHER-IN-LAW IS POISONING ME!

I think my mother-in-law is poisoning me.
The electric range is smelling strange,
She tests the smoke detector by cooking everyday....
Now the entire kitchen is acting deranged.
Semolina at 3:30,
Mercury hits 120 degrees!
Nausea and stomach cramps are rising in me,
Red-sauced tripe is afflicting me.
Outside it's now Celsius 43 degrees.
Now Bulimia is what I see,
I have to stay for tea,
Yes, my mother-in-law is poisoning me,
There's much to said for ...
D.I.V.O.R.C.E!!!!!


To the Grave of a Friend

To the grave of a friend

 

(Behxhet Maqani was killed by Serb snipers on Christmas night of 24 December 1998. 18 hours my friend, had struggled with death under minus 18 degrees Celsius...He was dragged and his hands were full of soil…he was fighting with death, for his children and the Family... no one, no one had helped. Despite the closest houses were only the 500 m away)

 

 

Nobody gave a speech

It was cold

They knew me as alive again

 

You touched separation

Being still alive I couldn’t kiss the wound

 

Except your Angels

My great friend

I know you alive as my death

 

 

 From the book "The Lyrics of pain", 2003

Premium Member When Winters Sub-Zero Arrivesattention Homeless For Your Survival

When winters sub-zero arrives !!!!
Attention Homeless !!!
For your survival !!!

For you, who have been forced – by the hand of fate,
by circumstances beyond your control or by your choice
to live in the arms of Mother Nature, the shelter of a derelict house
- no longer a home – or some abandoned building on the fringes.
Come winters coldest dance ( minus six degrees Celsius )
you will be able to find warmth, comfort, shelter and compassion
from the harsher elements of winters by attending
Our Lady of Fatima’s – Knights of Columbus Hall,
located at the corner of Shaughnessy and Fraser in PO CO .
A notice will be posted on the door of Share’s Food Bank,
Trinity United Church 2215 Prairie Avenue Port Coquitlam
when this shelter will be provided for your benefit.
Please pass the word along to those you know
whom we may not reach through our network.

Prepared for winter of 2004 by

B. J. “A” 2
May 24th 2014

Ode To Global Warming

Catastrophe of the dry run

         The sea, Ice, air, human are rapture
        The powerful are brought to ruin

        Green horse making this World hot

        70% is absorbed in heat

       18 degrees Celsius balance the heat

       Mighty keeper of water in the lands

         Mighty destroyer of Islands

        Changing, charging chastising

          The atmosphere

      I see, I am part of your activities

     Burning of coal activities

       Carbon emission, 34%. 2020 activities

      350,000 in Britain suffered your hands.

      65,000 Dominican Republic feel your hands

      500,000 in southern California left home to avoid your hand
      Denmark gathered the heads cos of your hand.

     The heads accept to make peace.

      If only it will go to the heart.

      Oh mighty one, tell me how to keep peace,

       Is it more of vegetation, so I keep peace?

      Or keep away carbon dioxide

      Nitrous oxide and methane

          for peace.

      Mighty one, tell me

      How you can lie low, for peace

       I know I used more than
      I put back to you.

     Should I have my own forest?
       But I know sunspots and solar flares started before me.

 
REASONS OF WRITING

This poem was writing out of inspiration on hearing and reading how this atmosphere has been badly used and the follow events caused by bad emission to the air, the changing in almost every natural events gave rise and when the heads of states gathered in Denmark to plan for the way forward. It is my contribution on how this atmosphere can be made for a better condition for us all to stay in.

 
MESSAGE

(1)         This poem is a free verse, it run through without break, saying the major event that global warming has cause in the world.

(2)         That the heads of states decision in Denmark should be put into practice not mouth say.

(3)         That before man (human) started anything sunspots and solar flares started before man

(4)         We use more than we put back to nature.

(5)         That green vegetations is also a way forward.

(6)         Everyman should have his/her own or plant his/her own forest it is possible.


**** Happens

What could be simpler she thought?
ten seconds to hit the button and 
retreat in to the lead lined room...

she hit the button and leapt out of 
the leather chair towards the "rescue"
room but her uniform overall caught 
and then tangled in the spring-hook 
hanger, welded on to the side of the
console

Just before the room temperature 
reached seven thousand degrees Celsius, 
and vapourized her and the building
she mused, "**** happens".

The Chennai Floods - First Part

THE CHENNAI FLOODS - FIRST PART

Firstly the rains came calling cool
It instantly brought hope and happiness
For people relished the Celsius dip down
And hoped for reservoirs to fill to lips

But pretty soon the horrific floods followed
As it rained cats and dogs, days on end 
As monsoon turned to a tormentor possessed
And led many to many a sleepless night

The inevitable pain came calling chill and fast 
As roads and streets were ravaged entirely
And excess water submerged ponds and land
As waterways and drains could pass no more

The serious threat meandered in with a roar
With intense rains adding to the fury and more
Amidst storm, lightning, thunder on crescendo 
Emanating from deep depressions in the Bay

Then fear and scare all showed up all night
As water inundated fields and farms alike
And entered into houses and dwelling units
Causing widespread loss to assets and life  

The floods slithered in surely winding its way
Uprooting trees and destructing everywhere 
Cattle, dogs and pets perished soon, unsung
With hapless people of all ages, in a gloom

The engulfing darkness brought chaos, for
Gloomy conditions only worsened soon
With nothing in sight; except rising waters
Seething snakes and reptiles added blues

Trauma and melancholy, magnified manifold 
As waters chill, ran amuck human household
Swirling in; bringing great despair, in Cities too
Nightmare everywhere; yet nowhere to go;

The disaster itself was a Broadway show
As city and residences became a water-show
And in no time all hell had broken loose; 
Making waterways of rail and road ways too

The big losses came quick and fast 
As households washed off in a gaffe
And apartments and cars submerged
With basements becoming watery graves

Overnight and instantly everything was lost
Furniture, valuables, utensils and garments, 
Refrigerators, kitchenware, other gadgets too
Gold, silver, cash and documents; phones too

And then it was the death that reared its head,
As people drowned and went missing cold
Pitch darkness engulfing the misery in whole
People breathed their last; their grief untold 

                                    ........ Continued in Second Part

Premium Member Universe

Universe
                                       
                            
         Universe is now well ordered whole interacting entity. We explore and try to perceive through our senses. Was there any Master Plan? Was there any Creator? 
 .
                            Dark void was Cosmos
                                 No Matter, no Energy
                                         No Space set

                                Big Bang exploded.
                                  Energy, Matter appeared.
                                 Space sets, Time was on.

  Matter, Energy, Space were captivated by Gravitational singularity. All were squeezed in infinitesimal small dense super extreme hot state. Cataclysmic explosion termed as Big Bang gave birth to Universe Instantly Universe started to expand rapidly everywhere round.
 . Energy can neither be created nor destroyed. Big Bang just released the already –existing Energy.
  .At birth Universe was not ‘Big’, but smaller than a single proton. Explosion didn’t come up as ‘Bang’.It was like a snap breaking sharply 
                     
   Sea of sub atomic particles appeared 
               within one second of Big Bang.
       Protons, electrons, neutrons, positrons, 
        neutrinos and photons all sang.
      As high as ten Billions degree Celsius  
  Bell of tremendous temperature rang
    Photons influenced by free electrons sprang.

  
  From opaque state Universe suddenly turned transparent illuminated by after-glow cosmic microwave radiation. Gigantic clouds of primordial Cosmos particles coalesced by Gravitational Pull.Cluster of stars and galaxies started formation.
    Within three minutes simple atomic nuclei came up. Universe continued to cool down.Thousand years passed to shape electrically neutral atom.
                          
 .Gravitational pull was supposed to control the expansion of Universe. But Universe is going on expanding. Far away are the galaxies, greater is the acceleration to recede. Something other than Matter or Energy is pushing distant galaxies apart.

        This mysterious stuff is not to ignore.
    It is termed ‘Dark Energy’, yet to explore.
          Will the expansion of Universe stop by chance?
   Or, will it ever crush on a Big Crunch ?

Celsius

Fallen snow will remind of me/ it is snowing ... 
Slowly as in the dream/ 
Boy word-beads/ with signs on his spine/ 
He kisses fine/ 
Your eyelids /

And it snows ... It snows /so slow/
It does/ and you're thinking of me/ 
'Coz it's warm/ it's better to stay in warmth/ 
Waiting for summer dim/ 
It is snowing/ slowly like in the dream/ 
Flakes/ go round/ playing the music theme/ 
You've been looking for rescue/ 
You searched in wine/ 
But it's in me/ 
all the rescues are mine/ 
It is snowing/ the snow is fluffy and white/ 
If you see darkness/ I'm deaf and blind/ 
there's the cast of time/ on the arm/ 
But I discern the light/ 
Dreams/ upon your eyelids tips/ 
Prepare you for winter drowse/ 
And it snows/ 

Fallen snow/ will remind of spring /
it will crumble and crackle in vain/ 
It will snow / fluffy /white/ and slow/ 
And you'll become whole/

Premium Member Ski Afternoon Surprise

spring was coming early
the call was heard for squeezing in
one extra outdoor outing
so we loaded up our skis, boots and gear
it was minus ten celsius and sunny

swooshing and gliding through the snow
soaking in those awesome sunrays
warm enough to wrap our coats around our waist

when clouds rolled in and it got cooler
we threw back on that extra layer
the scenery was breathtakingly spectacular

suddenly we turned a corner
coming across a bush the size of a wall
it was surreal… filled with plump fluffy birds
rosy breasted feathered balls frozen in their spot
like spectators at a slow motion olympic event

they watched our procession unimpressed



AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on April 10, 2018 for PREMIERE CONTEST 140 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 2ND

Game Night

Soul splinters,
divided like
shelter-halves
I played
army, for two years past.
Performing foreplay on self
gently stroking 
temples 
wondering what's next?
exploiting a perfect
opportunity
Dew recycles the
residual effects 
of morning drizzle as
rain soaks a lover's skin 
dark circles 
protrude through 
a silken blouse
Doused, rinsed 
and cleansed, 
baptized within 
My mind wraps around
ideas, massaging 
visions into fruition,
as I come to 
 I hear her faintly...
begging more than asking
"Can you feel me?"
As if my soul had splintered 
in two and the center of me
became seed for you.
Yes, I feel the outskirts 
and exact position 
of a quickening pulse. 
To a certain degree,
Fahrenheit and Celsius 
couldn't compute 
how thoughts of you
generate heat. 
Take me the way
knights dance
around checkmate
I'll wait...
© Ts Lewis  Create an image from this poem.

Chemistry Female

Your chemistry mind
combine all known elements & matter
you speak physical & chemical reactions
your lips present all the phases of matter
you a group 8 element between your atoms there's no reactions
Low zone; phase of ice - temperature minus million degree Celsius around your little atomic heart core.

Acidic your pain was
Basic your happiness was.

A Winter Walk

A winter walk in minus five, Celsius degrees, 
Is colder than tee shirts of summer time. 
The snow is crisp, snow holes abound 
Along the trails I walk 
And keeping from an ankle turned 
Is challenging indeed. 

Mr. Sun is fully out, bright dazzling in blue, 
No winter clouds to block its rays of warmth 
From many million miles away 
Along these trails of snow, 
With winter breezes oh, so cold 
Brushing upon my face. 

Invigorating without doubt, many will attest, 
Can such a walk in winter time be felt, 
As minus five in Celsius 
Keeps nipping at one's ears 
And finger tips call for a rub 
From time to time to time. 


Back home again, I hang up my hooded coat and scarf, 
Heater my winter boots and mitts to warm. 
- And I rub my hands quite briskly, 
Still chilled from on my walk     
That I could do this winter's day 
Far, far away from spring.  


W.C.Hull © 2011-5-3-697 (D)
© W.C. Hull  Create an image from this poem.

Saskatchewan In a Nutshell : Celsius Edition

If you don’t like the weather, wait 5 minutes
Why live in the prairies? We have our reasons
At -50 you might say we hit our limits
Few places in one day, do you see all 4 seasons

Why live in the prairies? We have our reasons
Snow in June, and t-shirt weather in December
Few places in one day, do you see all 4 seasons
You don’t have to think too far back to remember

Snow in June, and t-shirt weather in December
A 30 degree temperature swing in under a week
You don’t have to think too far back to remember
Our ability to acclimatize is really quite unique

A 30 degree temperature swing in under a week
We’re always ready for when it really drops
Our ability to acclimatize is really quite unique
Make sure to bring your parka and flip-flops

We’re always ready for when it really drops
At -50 you might say we hit our limits
Make sure to bring your parka and flip-flops
If you don’t like the weather, wait 5 minutes

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