Cyclone Poems - Poems about Cyclone

Dune Perdue

    Updraft lifts limbs, leaves scurry like mice exposed
    Mother Nature shakes shorebreak, incline imposed
    Gnaws at sand buried tree toes gnarled, spit polished 
    Hourglass chamber sugar dwindle, dunes demolished


    Churning chant casts a melancholy spell, people powerless 

Battling Mind

 
A whirlwind of emotions
A cyclone of wandering thoughts 
A tempest of trepidation 
That leaves me baffled and distraught 
The devastation of my battling mind 
Wreaks havoc in the soul's sacred shrine.

Cy the Cyclone

Cy the cyclone needed a home
Thought about Alaska, specifically Nome
Tornado Tom spoke of this with hilarity
Said to Hurricane Howl, how weird can Cy be?

Cy will be back any second, I truly bet
But the cyclone Cy had found himself a pet
A polar bear he named Winslow Wide
He stayed with him in Nome until the day he

Dorothy in the land of Oz

In a cyclone, Dorothy was swept,
To the land of Oz with a dog she kept,
There she killed a wicked witch,
They rejoiced she killed the b*tch,
Then she realised she was lost, she wept.

A good witch gave her a silver shoe,
To go back home, a Wizard has the clue,
So for the warlock, she searched.
A brain-hungry Scarecrow perched,
Near

COMPASSION IN THE CYCLONE THAT IS LIFE

The twinkle of an eye
blinks in the same time span as a bullet fired 
and the casing hitting the floor 

Birds’ wings flutter at different speeds
but a hummingbird’s wings are much faster
a cow’s skull hangs suspended from a vein from the gut of a cat

But a good life is found wherever one can find it
as

Cyclone Chaser

He's a cyclone chaser, cloaked in neon tracer
that mirrors stars dying, heartless witches flying

She Presents a Wind Storm

cyclone has lighthouse in her sights
determine to teach him a lesson
he stands tall, determined to save ships
she presents a windstorm tunnel
completely ignoring her, he saves lives

Devastation Arrived With a Fury

she announces herself days ahead
yet none of us are prepared
she tears us up and spits us out
uncaringly smashes and bashes us
our lives will never be the same
none of us were prepared
even those who thought they were
devastation arrived with a fury and a flurry

The Storm

far away you start to form
from the western hills ,you start your life
gaining strength and causing strife
five hundred miles you build your force
knowing exactly your destined course
now in the east i hear your sound
i fear your destination has been found
the sun in the sky starts to fade
as the clouds turn to a dark shade of

Cyclonic Storm

Dawn arrived beleaguered
and redrew the peaks 
across a bruised sky that churned
a displeased blue and pewter.

Soon lightening, a brilliant white
with titanium opacity,
crackled with scraunches
and screeches across the horizon.

Rain labored brutishly
against the grueling winds
savaging the already sodden,
soppy, soupy earth.

Multi-dimensional, phantasmagoric,
noctidial nightmare till, conterminally,
the broken sky refashioned itself 
in vivid electric pink and tangerine.

Bomb Cyclone

Choking, churning dense river of clouds.	
Vengeful, raging, wrathful airspace,
where seraphs and cherubs are murdered,
where cold torrential demons are unleashed.

Dank deep noons and nights interbreed,
incestuous and quailing, unholy waters
wailing, exploding, spilling specters,
erasing, defacing, disgracing all that was.

We all know the inequality of cruelty.
Cloudbursts inflict the most on the least.
Drenched hopes and soaked assumptions are
undone by mudslides,

Flaming Hot Cheeto Apocalypse

screaming wind
crosses wires
transformers boom
sticks in the rain
spewing sparks
hissing 
sizzling
vomiting
smoke and steam
trees topple
creeks overflow
rivers rage
we beg for it
and it comes
atmospheric rivers of it
bomb cyclones of it
avalanches of it
tornadoes of it
acute hemorrhaging 
extreme
as the 9 
and 
the 5
our politics
our culture
flaming hot cheeto
apocalypse
pray for 
the unsheltered
the strays
all victims
caught in the storm

Cyclone

Marvelous Maxine Hunkel, heroine cyclone, 
With her amazing power gets anyone blown...!

Through her abductor scientist Morrow the mad,
With vast violent velocity she got clad...!

Her simple sneeze could destroy her granny’s garage,
She could sleep in tornado as though in mirage...!

She could dare the very Captain America,
As though overpowered by nude nostalgia...!

The offensive whirlwind she could, like

Winter Comes

The queen of winter comes.
An expressionless assassin
who feels no passion, she comes
as silently as the shadow of a cloud.

She may come crowned by aurora borealis,
or in ziggurat-like steps of paralysis,
but the song she sings freezes earthly things
and her chilly breath brings a sleepy death.
The queen of winter comes.

A deadly kiss from those frozen lips
can shatter

Pitapat Torrents

The grey taps of the heavens are leaking,
    Thunder goes ka-boom,
Heavy rains drip drip with lightning streaking,
    Zipping through the gloom;

Non-stop, the water flows, forming puddles,
    Feet squish through the rain,
Inside our home, under blanket cuddles,
    We wish to remain;

At night, the frogs,

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