Best Drought Poems

When hard times come they sit a spell,
Like kin folk come to stay
A-packin' troubles, pets an' kids
That always get ‘n your way.
It's drought an' flood,...

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Evergreen flavored mantras
did nothing to purge bitter bile from my lips
nor slake the smoldering thirst for a Rosary remedy.
Tick-tock petals unfurled one by one
as your...

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I’m the one who needs to be somewhere else, 
I cannot stay in one place.
The grass is green where I’ve never been
and never have shown...

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When life becomes confusing,
my only saviour is my 
simple musing.

Susurration of sighs,
reflect sands of time,
like an unbalanced hourglass.

As words lose 
innocent connotations

i drift into my
silent...

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Don't dwell on what could have been, better it is to dwell on what can be... 
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Never give up trying, or your life book will...

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Each element of who she is, is scattered on the grass, 
with the scent of earth, the drop of rain, 
where dew reflects a sky...

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Childhood is a ship,
preparing to set sail,
but not all harbors are kind

the ocean a mysterious enigma.

Not all inflictions are visible,
some bruises remain invisible.
Not all trauma...

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I wish I was a mountain
With a bold gray granite face
My only tears a waterfall
That magnifies my grace
Each passing cloud, a misty shroud
Which adds to...

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O Winter, why this desolation? Trees, once verdant now stand bare
Flowers, long in hibernation; clouds that frown with ominous stare,
Bleak winds chill the rain-soaked bones...

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midst the bosom of a once bountiful farm
lies the graveyard of my ancestors~
the gush of tears that flowed here- only the wind knows;
the willows by...

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I was a planetary climatologist, who studied climate variability and change,
Like sweet variability of stunning, green tulips, in lavish garden rearranged.

Studying the said effects on...

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Swept up into piles; everywhere 
Abouts; in collected heaps all 
Around.              ...

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The garden of love bids tending
                 so often it...

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Drawn to thy beauty, grace rains down;
     I choose this drowning than a drought – 
Where ten thousand are called mine...

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Written May '85 when I was 14

It's truly a shame in our day and time
that a child goes hungry: it should be a crime.
We say...

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