Best Drought Poems

primrose coloured sky
grey clouds chase the setting sun…
rain kisses scorched earth

 © Harry J Horsman 2022...

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The Long Drought

A raging drought is running, causing pain
Beneath the scorching sun, the barren plain
The river’s gone, she’s ceased her mighty flow
And bushland trees no longer thrive nor grow

The dams are low and dry, it pains my heart
Our town will slowly die and friends depart
No...

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Until the drought of '88
Euphonic sounds adorned his walls,
as he, his wife, and daughter ate
and laughter tripped through carefree halls.

His wife caressed the ivoried keys 
until the drought of '88,
their daughter sang with youthful ease;
each day a gift to celebrate.

That baby grand now bears the...

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Drought Riches in the Desert

my life is so dry
that I can fill the desert
lands fill the gulf and valleys
shuck pay dirt yet I'm
I am not rich yet so I
confess it's just grains of sand


11/01/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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Hot sun
trees wither
no rain...

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WATERFALLS, RIVERS AND DROUGHT

The frenzied forces of cold, icy streams
detonate explosively on the rocks below.
Their rapid currents wreak havoc 
on logjams caught in crevasses beneath
the mist and rainbowed spray.

We blink in awe to see this
spectacular remonstration 
of pretentious power abruptly
become whirling vortexes
of descending splash downs.

But...

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We pray good times will come again,
As we sit and beg for rain,
We pray good times will soon draw nigh
As we dry the tears we cry,
And watch our livestock die.

I am tired of singing the same old song
This drought has lasted way too long
Ten years...

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Cool; green; heat; dry; brown; dust . . .
The wind blows
enticing moisture from the dirt.

Forming quiet earth quakes
that sneak along rupturing the soil.

A small weed muscles the crack larger;
hiding in its shade,
making earth powder as it drinks the last dew.

It peeks up to bathe in...

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Thoughts on California's drought

The palpitations in this wash basin 
Do not belong to the wind or the sky, 
Or even the sea
They are the eager feet of children 
Surveying and searching the 
Scorned  land for 
Foxtails and lady bugs. 
The color is washing away
From...

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kill the tree
clear the path 
 drought applaud...

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Sun warm on my back
As the pick breaks hard ground down
Drought soil bakes solid.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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The Pain of Drought

By

Kevin L Fairbrother



The road trains full of emancipated cattle roar by

Heading south to somewhere that is lush and green

For the big dry out west as tightened it’s grip

As the dry westerly winds lay the paddocks bare

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The cows they roar and moan and...

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DRAT THAT DROUGHT

Relinquish water's recipe and rain from sky.
All rain dances done left California dry. 
Ignited fires baked us like a Scottish mutton pie.
Now let us wash it down with RAIN and not with rye. 

-Edlynn Nau 
© November 9, 2015



Contest: Wind, Snow, or RAIN...

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Pedaling along river drive
empty plastic grocery bags
fluttered and flapped from tree branches
like lost battle surrender flags
that line the drought-stricken river.
Their interspersed clings reminded
me of inundated levels
this now anemic river reached;
where once the floodwaters surged south
along its journey to the sea
its now imperceptive flow
struggles, its intimate's...

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The sun is setting in the west
While crowned in gold, the eastern crest
Stands sentry in its scrubs and sighs
Offering its sage advice

A single lizard darts about
Driven forth by searing drought
Towards healing waters beckoning
Seeking Horeb’s rocky spring

Among the endless rocks and weeds
Between regrets and sinful deeds
Above,...

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