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Cyclones Poems - Poems about Cyclones


Premium Member cynical cyclones carve through a lurid landscape
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Categories: cyclones, dark, scary, surreal,
Form: Concrete
Premium Member Typhoons Cyclones and Hurricanes
Typhoons, cyclones and hurricanes Alternate male and female names Derechos included too Winds that make us feel blue Serious and deadly, playing no games....

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Categories: cyclones, wind,
Form: Limerick



Premium Member She Rode On the Back of a Cyclones Tail
She rode on the back of a cyclone’s tail. We did not put it together until years later. I am sure she was standing Probably did not fall once, knowing her. She left on the back of Hailey’s Comet, The only one who saw it, as it was completely unscheduled....

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Categories: cyclones, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Cyclones
Sometimes, we whirl in daily cyclones Troubles come about to deal with But in the midst of it all, Focus on beauty helps ...

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Categories: cyclones, angst, beauty, nature, peace,
Form: Nonet
Premium Member Concrete and Cyclones
Oh, fear! The sinister finger of a tornado! Twisting, spinning, spiraling in turbulent ...

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Categories: cyclones, scary, storm, weather,
Form: Concrete



Premium Member Cyclones
When does the cyclone grow more shallow? In the circling world, when does the fight become futile? Your love is an ocean I only see now as a rivulet Between the cracks of a sidewalk. I'm there now with a cup, and the universe, Which does not know me, and will not know me when I leave. (*RIP Christopher Hitchens)...

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Categories: cyclones, life, universe,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things