Best Thunder Poems

Lightning rarely strikes without thunder,
causing havoc in gloomy skies.
Humans can't control their plunder,
seeking shelter until the storm dies.

Once, I was your prince - full of charm
and you my willing Cinderella.
Kept you safe from storms that could harm,
just like a human umbrella.

We danced from spring until...

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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 the biosphere, absorbed so many daily hours,
Like industrious days of fragrant, amber honey, after tumbling into flowers.

My labors impacted energy...

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I am the unseen titan of all elements, 
heard beyond the darkest clouds.
I rumble in rhythms of 'heavy metal' rage, 
sending shock waves across the horizons.
I am no deity nor celestial being,
I am nature's untouchable primal force.
I'll summon the storm, manifesting raw fury,
as flashes of...

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The rains had come and washed away the old world,
the thunder had banged its drum
with a weary warning ---
' I do not come oft, but I return and weep
and growl a lion's roar ' ---
I will for a brief moment be as a child
and fear...

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R a i n ~ a misted mirror
coated in petrichor pain ~
fused with memories
pirouetting through the
veiled salt of the earth,
caressing the Pina Colada dreams
adrift in the icy-blue air,
amidst clouds soaked
in prismatic hues ~
arching like opalescent canopies,
to hide the despair I’ve draped
in dragonfly hues that no...

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Into the mist which settles upon the waters
Tempered elements connect and clash
Each vying for dominance within their domain
Lightning chases Thunder throughout forlorn skies
The harder she cracks her brilliant, whip the further he runs
In pain he roars through pitch black skies
Man stands in awe of the...

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The Thunder Rolls

the sultry June afternoon drips with sweat
as the impending tempest approaches
the sun struggles for its last breath of light
and an eerie stillness hangs in the air
the prairie denizens have all taken shelter
as ominous slate grey clouds rumble
across the plains from the southwest
like clouds...

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The thunder sounds from far away,
wild wind runs before it carrying whispers 
of the coming storm.

Clouds are dark and gray
like cloistered nuns escaping hell,
and bursting out with rain.

Lightning flashes her skirts
and her consort thunder gives chase,
disregarding those beneath their feet.

Wind and rain keep the beat...

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Hold me low, pin me under 
Says the cricket to the thunder
In vibration intonation
Sacred sonic open eyes     
Under fern and forest flurry
Fits of fire feed the fury
In the garden of the jury
~The cricket king defies

Hear me deep, breath my name
If you...

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A bizarre light show streaked across the sky.
The blinding lightning seemed to explode and electrify.
                         a    
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Do not build a ladder  
when I fall into the abyss  
I did not call for climbing

The thorn in me  
is not a riddle to be solved, 
nor a window begging repair  
I am thunder — not your project; 
I am...

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Take away the frost of winter,
rid the land of biting snow,
then who would praise the warmth of August,
how could April rivers flow?

Hush the deafening crash of thunder,
dull the flash of lightning's thorn,
and who would feel the calm of silence,
when the still of dawn is born?

Sow...

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The Storm


The winds of anger blow
fierce against me.
Cold sheets of driven rain
like tears sting my eyes.
Growling thunder strikes
terror in my heart.
I fear the deadly strike of charged
bolts of retribution.

I see the eye of the storm
approaching.
In it I see you walking
towards me.
Your hand extended in
forgiveness.
The violent...

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She has faced the ghosts from her past.
Traveled beyond the razor's edge.
She is haunted by shame's overcast.

Once engulfed in misery's darkness.
Blame it on insecurity.
Storms of emotion, she tries to repress.

She hides her tears in the rain.
Angry cries are muffled by thunder.
The wind blows away her...

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Two teddy bears, named
Ted and Fred,
Packed a picnic basket with buns,
And home-made bread,
Keep to the path their mummy said,
So off they went, along the way,
Happy teddy bears were Ted and Fred,
We’re going to the woods’ hurray, 
What a lovely, happy first of May,
Was this exciting...

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