Short Tornadic Poems
Short Tornadic Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Tornadic by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Tornadic by length and keyword.
Terrible tornados toppled trees tearing trenches through the terrain,
“Took my tonsils,” told Timmy Thompson, “like taking a tongue twister train.”
Categories:
tornadic, funny,
Form:
Alliteration
the pitter patter
little feet of rain unkempt
needs to hibernate
wicked still ~ harsh tornadic
spin that upended Nashville
3/3/2020
Categories:
tornadic, weather,
Form:
Tanka
Poetry Soup wears a new face ~ it's like wandering in a strange place
as if blown away with tornadic force ~ floundering its way off course
after reading new lines, I gave a shrug ~ like Scrooge, I said, "Bah! Humbug!"
Categories:
tornadic, how i feel,
Form:
Monoku
I opened every window
to see starlight flow--
and it danced through every room
casting shadows on the door.
Moon dust glistened
in a tornadic swirl...
in their pink tutu our
girls would twirl.
This moment in time,
it just feels so right.
Let's keep the windows open
until tomorrow night!
Categories:
tornadic, autumn, dance, daughter, future, light, little sister,
Form:
Rhyme
In the midst of the rain
the wind starts to drown
in the fluorescent of the fervent heat
the Sun bleeds heating up the breeze
tornadic energies sneezes
and now the wind, the rain,
Oh, and how the sun's heat pleases me
3/18/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Categories:
tornadic, analogy, environment,
Form:
Light Verse
despite humid wind
sore the weathered rains storms pore
where's the peace now
~
tornadic thrust burst
crackling thunderous gale winds
heated hot thunders
~
storm rains falls into
heated blister copper air
when will it so come
~
the peace is out there
the thunderstorm moves out gone
it's calm after storm
7/4/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Categories:
tornadic, adventure, analogy, corruption, peace, storm,
Form:
Haiku
About April
Oh, April, thou art fickle;
We know why April Fools
Belongs to you.
Tornadic surprises, and yet
While our feet are getting wet;
Colors burst into natural umbrellas.
Oh, April, thou art fickle;
You stand in front of Winter man,
And dare his sneaky return plan.
We’ll take your interim joy between
‘Til May’s maturity of spring
Weds itself to summer.
Categories:
tornadic, april, seasons,
Form:
I do not know?
Torrent winds at blaze flaunting gail winds;
Parade tearing and damaging winds;
In their wrath corrupting and covering;
Everything in the past touring rains;
The in a mirage of gatherings;
Winds, thunders and lightening;
Destroying everything in its path;
What a wrath?
When water in hail?
What a shame?
Deadly tornadic wins and rains;
the tyrant Hurricanes
5/23/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Categories:
tornadic, analogy, corruption, environment, violence, weather,
Form:
Rhyme