Storm Poems | Examples of Storm Poetry

Here I shall deeply slumber Even through the rain and thunder. As I patiently await for the louder Of all of the quietest people to whisper....Read More

After three months, the Texas drought finally ended. Blessed rain clouds came. Dark clouds rumbled through our neighborhood. Thunder boomed and lightning crackled. Then fat drops of summer rain fell onto the hot, dry ground...Read More

Dark grey clouds begin to form in the morning sky Strong winds develop leaves begin to fly In the distance a boom of thunder creates a sinister sound Rain pours from the heavens scattering children from...Read More

I can hardly enjoy it when It's true . It's true that I can't write songs . How can I make a song I can't sing ? No , it doesn't matter how bad my voice is. The issue...Read More

There was never a stiller night Before that seemed so brim with spite Whose heavy fingers pressed my window Which forked a tongue of lightning glow That spoke at length with my state of blight. Spider webs for clarity...Read More

Hey fox cub whaur will ye play the day? The forest floor is covered in bronze an gold leaf hiding youngsters like you from harm .Dinae wander far frae yer den .siblings...Read More

If not for love, the world is lost on storms at sea, mankind is tossed If dawns the morn, o'er dry land man has a chance...Read More

As I sit in my rocking chair, I must have fallen asleep. My bay window shows effects of the dark night, thick black clouds, no moon to shimmer over the far sea. Occasionally flashes of lightning lit the panorama in front...Read More

The hurricane rushed by off shore Stirring up surf and surging more Its outer bands reached far inland Where the wind speaks, we understand Large trees sway, branches of fury Its their falling that bring worry The wind turned tree leaves...Read More

forest storm winds warn in loud bellows and whispers ~ trees vertical plight...Read More

The wind persisted in blowing me about, whipping the willow branches with its beat. It continuously raged, a tempest storm, a force of nature that never bows in defeat. Now, its companion has soaked me through Rain has chilled me...Read More

Slode's new poem: Bug-man Tarantula Phantom motion seeking assembled characters Catatonic semi-demonic the fervent priorities Damned by honesty and crowned the duke of chill Something happy how fast a picnic can run out of stock On the sale of the...Read More

Walking alone scares me... Father, guide my steps that I may be safe from coming storms, whenever I wake, whatever challenge I take: be there to strength me and uplift me, and I won't fear any sound, any darkness: your wisdom is...Read More

Going it alone scares me... Father, guide my steps that I may be safe from coming storms, whenever I wake, whatever challenge I take: be there to strength me and uplift me, and I won't fear any sound, any darkness: your wisdom...Read More

8-16 Lines of Fall Splendor – 9-12-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Storms of Fall Splendor Whirlwinds of splendor jitterbug in back streets, Autumn’s song breathes in a blizzard of umber, Downpours of vermillion create flushed retreats Crimson cloudbursts, impetuous as thunder. Tempests magenta scuttle on...Read More