Today was no different from any other,
Yet for some reason I felt sad and depressed.
It began just fine and seemed pretty normal,
When all of a sudden, a dark cloud overcame me and I was stressed.
So I immediately looked to how this storm developed,
Bringing all this anxiety and worry in its crest.
And while I've never claimed to be a weatherman,
I can see high and low pressure systems, with the best.
My review and analysis then began to show me,
Where the fair weather was about to rapidly change.
It was initially far off and in the distance,
To the point that I didn't feel it was all that strange.
This is where my ignorance would fail to recognize,
Just how fast the environment can morph and surprise.
So now I'm filling bucketfuls that overflowed retention,
While stopping a flood of tears, so I can depressurize.
Categories:
low pressure, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
air depression in ocean
thick cloud sucked by low pressure…
moisture billows up
hurricane is born
eye follows blindly the track …
land lacerated by fall
storm surge flattens things on way
flood drowns the ruins…
devastation batters lives
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December 12, 2022
Syllable count : 775, 577, 757 (HMS)
Contest : Triple New Charlieku
Sponsored by : Charles Messina
Categories:
low pressure, depression, storm,
Form: Haiku
In truth, a glass is never empty
except in space, low pressure bell.
Though it appears half full of water,
the top half's occupied as well.
In fact, the moment you add water,
the glass begins to overflow.
The air goes rushing out the top half,
displaced by fluid from below.
Air and water, life's two great pleasures;
it's hard to choose between the two.
When under pressure, forced together,
refreshing seltzer comes in view!
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H/T to Milt's Rebuttal
Categories:
low pressure, fun,
Form: Crystalline
It's looking sunny right now on Poetry Soup! The poetry is coming in hot... but I can see some clouds of doubt hanging out there over some new writers.
So break out those cold icy laptops, because I'm predicting a warm front welcome to come in, mixed with some positive feedback. The low pressure and high challenging tides are going to be the beggining of a much needed storm of inspiration, flooding of opportunities, and a tsunami of new friendships.
But before you submit that poem, slow down a minute and take time to read the new poems under pressure out there. Try to extend an umbrella of helpful advice for those new members, some warm sunny feedback, or maybe a weather vane for those lost poems that just blew in. We don't evacuate storms here...we write them out!
Categories:
low pressure, poetry, weather, writing,
Form: Free verse
A high pressure is moving up from the south
Which means fair weather for tomorrow, I think,
At least that’s what I’m getting by word of mouth.
According to all our charts, we’re on the brink
Of foul weather toward the end of the week,
But our chief meteorologist is reputed to drink.
Understand, tomorrow we could have a shower
If the low pressure from the west moves quick,
We could very likely get a drizzle in the next hour.
By noon tomorrow the cumulus clouds are thick,
So don’t count on seeing a bright, sunny sky --
It won’t be the afternoon for a warm spring picnic.
After this week, we’re thinking it will begin to dry
However, next week storms are unpredictable
So, I wouldn’t be planning an outdoor fish fry!
When it turns dry, the garden soil will be tillable
Looking for shirt-sleeve weather, quite comfortable.
Written March 7, 2022
especially for "You're a Weather Forecaster" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Matt Caliri
Categories:
low pressure, humor, weather,
Form: Terza Rima
Atmosphere stratified over billions of years
Envelopes the Earth with protective layers
Saves lives from harmful cosmic radiation
Controls the climate and weather variation
Burns meteorites before they become curse
So the Earth doesn’t turn into another Mars.
Mountain peaks pierce invisible atmosphere
Air pressure decreases up the gradient there
Breathlessness sets in with oxygen depletion
Climber’s heart struggles albeit in jubilation
Clouds spiral in cyclonic low-pressure trough
Pour as rain and snow swept by winds rough.
Let the depressed life climb the mountain high
Rise over dreary atmosphere to touch the sky
Reach euphoria stratum where pressure is low
Enliven weathered life leaving the agony below
Ecstasy clouds will suffuse the mind at elevation
Drizzle in your soul as the shower of exaltation.
December 30, 2021
Contest : Weather
Sponsor : Angela Tune
Categories:
low pressure, analogy, angst, depression, inspirational,
Form: Rhyme
(windstorm)
low pressure on sea
clouds sucked in...
windstorm swirls moisture
(blind eye)
hurricane seeks shore
eye follows blindly the track…
life’s rhythm battered
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October 18, 2021
Contest : Lune (Mixed Pair)
Sponsor : William Kakaula
Brian Strand Contest A Strand (1060)
Categories:
low pressure, nature, sea, storm,
Form: Haiku
SPRING HAIBUN
“Today,” said the weather lady on the news, “is officially the first day of spring. So, can we look forward to blue skies and warmer weather, I hear you ask? Not yet I am afraid. We still have an area of low pressure overhead.”
The spring has arrived
Is the weather improving?
No, it’s still raining
16th March 2021
Springtime Haibun contest
Sponsor - M L Kiser
Categories:
low pressure, spring,
Form: Haibun
Have a great birthday, Nenita,
The weather seems fair, good, and kind;
There is no low pressure area,
The stormy night is left behind.
Topic: Birthday of Nenita Castillo (March 08)
Categories:
low pressure, birthday,
Form: Quatrain
The low pressure depression
has lifted
the momentum is higher
we've weathered the storm.
Categories:
low pressure, life,
Form: Free verse
Moonlight
hits my face
like some soft
low pressure
water conserving
shower head
And I dance
in its spray
thinking of
pure lunacy,
Wishing I could
tug moonbeams
straight into my pores
And then,
I watch
myself floating
along in a gondola
holding stars in my hand
I light our way
through a puzzling
but beautiful
labyrinth of feelings
Categories:
low pressure, art,
Form: Free verse
Ocean depression
Clouds pulled in by low pressure
Suck inside moisture.
Hurricane is born
Eye follows the track blindly
The trade wind decides.
Distant shore attracts
Hurricane rushes lands hard
With windstorm and rains.
High waves surge inland
Storm flattens things on the way
Rains flood the lowland.
Homeless people stand
On gloom and devastation
Future uncertain.
Trail of hurricane
Furrows through the battered lives
Nature does its job.
Depression in life
Turmoil lands as hurricane
The mind does its job.
September 8, 2017.
Categories:
low pressure, depression, storm,
Form: Haiku
When the pressure in the atmosphere gets low,
I take in a breath deep and let it out slow,
My inbuilt barometer begins to work,
The pain in my ear surfaces with a smirk;
It is going to rain, my forecast is clear,
The drums have announced it loud, played by my ear,
Ouch! This low pressure is sure making me pay,
Keep the cotton ready, plug him out, I say;
I drink some water, grit my teeth and bear it,
It will take some time, but I shall soon be fit,
When the pressure in the atmosphere goes high,
My ear pain will be forgotten by and by.
08/29/17
(11 syllables per line)
Categories:
low pressure, pain, weather,
Form: Rhyme
Atmosphere stratified over billions of years
Envelopes the Earth with protective layers
Saves the life from damaging solar radiation
Controls the climate and its spatial variation
Burns meteorites or asteroids on their course
So the Earth doesn’t become another Mars.
Mountain peaks pierce invisible atmosphere
Air pressure becomes less and less up there
Clouds surge sink slow in low-pressure trough
Descend as rain and snow with winds rough
The air becomes thin with oxygen depletion
Climber’s heart struggles albeit in jubilation.
Let life lying low become the mountain high
Rise over dreary atmosphere to touch the sky
Reach the stratum where the pressure is low
You will unburden life leaving the load below
Ecstasy clouds would enter mind at elevation
Melt in your heart as rain of blissful exaltation.
August 25, 2017
Categories:
low pressure, inspirational, life, mountains,
Form: Rhyme
Down by the sea amid the frolic and glee
If the sky's blue, you're feeling the breeze
Adore, savor, relish; hear the wind's sigh
Because the atmospheric pressure's high.
On your farm, and all around the town
Calm air, no storms, no need to frown
Dance, bounce, spin, twiddle, twirl in joy
Because the atmospheric pressure's high.
Up in the clouds, near mountain tops
Heart's feeling fog as oxygen drops
Clouds will glow, storms will blow
Because the atmospheric pressure's low.
In high altitudes where the airplanes fly
Lower temperatures will roam the sky
In airplane's cabin the air's full of woe
Because the atmospheric pressure's low.
High or low pressure, stormy or a blue sky
Rest easy knowing laws of nature apply
Sun will shine after the rains are gone
A weary night will bring a cheery dawn.
Placed 3rd
August 10, 2017
Atmospheric Pressure--Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton
Placed 3rd: Strand select U poetry contest by Brian Strand
Categories:
low pressure, nature,
Form: Quatrain
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