Thunderstorm Poems

midnight thunderstorm

Because death is the only thing that could have ever kept him from you. ~Ally Carter

     midnight thunderstorm
     the low rumble of thunder~
     our bed half empty

A Thunderstorm Is Beautiful

The art was most beautiful on the dark canvas:
a background that set up a stage for unfolding
explosions of light struck beneath growls of thunder
as swift swords of steel slash full clouds once holding-
the deluge, escaping as a glistening wonder.

The art was most beautiful on the dark canvas,
as Moon hid behind the large battle, ongoing.
Her sky

Full Blown Thunderstorm in Kansas

a tiny drizzle or an avalanche of water cascading like Niagara Falls?
April is giving us a joyful nod, emptying her clouds one at a time
Clothes on the line went from being sprinkled to saturated
robins had been hopping happily; now they are in hiding

I was dancing with joy for the garden and I needed rain
But this

Thunderstorm

The fury of a thunderstorm
Should not be a surprise,
For prior to its sudden booms
Come dark-as-nighttime skies.

The wind whips up, the branches sway,
The air cools down a bit
And lightning zigzags right before
The thunder seems to hit.

Then with a crash the storm attacks,
The booming close and loud,
Which causes shrieks and running feet,
Dispersing any crowd.

Umbrellas open, wipers snap
And

We loved like a thunderstorm

We loved like a thunderstorm
Brief, but powerful

Before the thunder even started
There were warning signs
Like a slight breeze

And when lightning struck
It destroyed yet stopped after a while
But there would still be more lightning

And the rain drizzled
Like the tension always between us
The grayish blue clouds
Were like the barriers
Hiding your secrets from me

A thunderstorm always ends
And that's exactly

Rainbow In A Thunderstorm

Darkness surrounds me on the path I walk,
Isolated and distant from everything,
Secluded from everyone,
But I keep going.
Rain starts to pour,
The world is crying with me,
Thunder shakes the soggy ground,
And lightning strikes a fallen tree.
My heart knows it’s over,
Life doesn’t give a second chance,
But just as I start to give up hope,
Something catches my glance.
The shapes

Seeing Jesus In the Thunderstorm

I fall asleep to thunderstorms.
Though I’m under blankets, nothing warms.
The storm winds blow and heavy rain pours,
The lighting flashes and the thunder roars.

My fears light up the night’s darkened sky.
I can’t escape, no matter what I try.
I fall asleep, but then awaken
To find my peace now has been taken.

Please someone come and take my hand
Because

Morning Thunderstorm

The house rocked with the power
Of the thunder this morning
As I was sipping my morning coffee
I could hear the deluge of rain
Hitting the windows and roof
I am thankful I am safe inside
But every storm makes me so aware
And in awe of the power of nature
as my thoughts and emotions
Converge into their own perfect storm

Thunderstorm

• My day be so fine
• Then boom! A thunderstorm
• I found a nearby college and they let me stay
• They even allowed me in a vacant dorm

yellow light

yellow light 
tinge to the air ...
crickets fall silent

Tinnitus - A Raging Discourse On Loud

the whole world is happening at the same time
every conversation, every bird call, every lion roar
every everything bunched up to oneness in my head
I carry the white noise of distance wherever I go
I am an out of tune radio coursing through debris
and tin whistle high notes playing one key in harmony
that is my head, that

full blown thunderstorm

gray tranquility
cloudy unmoving pensive
endearing silence

moments before rain
loud whip cracks across the sky
wind quickly picks up

full blown thunderstorm
peace is obliterated
nothing tranquil now

A Thunderstorm

When you don’t expect a thunderstorm,
It sure can take its toll,
Being at the mercy of a power
Out of your control.

You can hide or duck for cover
Or confront it and get soaked,
For the rage that it embodies
Needs no cause to be provoked.

And eventually it passes
Which, for everybody’s sake,
Is a welcome calm, but repercussions
Linger in its wake.

afternoon thunderstorm

darkened flora winds
thunderous
gun metal clouds flash

thunderstorm

thunderstorm wakens,
is the barbeque covered?
Oops. I don't think so.

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