Tornado Poems - Poems about Tornado

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Tornado Jim was an unruly evil F-5. He barely left anyone alive. Threw cattle and tractors into the air. Crushed combines and backhoes; he did not care. Gloated that he had destroyed more farms than his sis. She gave him a mean finger and snarled with a hiss. Next time she destroyed, she vowed to be worse than him. She was always...

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the old tree wrinkled and leaning storm warning...

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Skies shine a strange green, enchanted light Storm clouds frown, grumble, and complain Masculine forces flex, anticipating a frantic fight Eerie scents, wicked winds, atmospheric strain Energetic leaves flip upside-down, signaling their plight Crackling lightning strikes, releasing pent up pain ...

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The possibilities are endless With every new scientific discovery. There is inspiration to invent devices That improve quality of life And save lives in the process. Spin with the wave and slow it down With drones and electromagnetism. Entropy and vacuums. Spin with the wave, then slow it down With science and ingenuity. Catch the wind and spin, hook in The eye of the storm is...

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thirty ton trucks flew windy year was two thousand dallas tornado...

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Violently rotating column of air Tornado terrifying big storm One natural phenomenon That leaves much devastation In its wide path of fury Like many people With quick tempers Who leave tears Behind Them...

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"The Twisters" Winds unprejudiced. Terror of funnel and sky. Introduced by hail....

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windblown giant turbulent tornado blazing a sharp path kicking away cars rolling whole houses pure devastation hiding in culvert my face in wet claylike mud i recite prayer ...

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a tornado went through the house last week messing up the living room spreading dog chews and treats all over the place the back bedroom looks like a war zone pieces of paper have been torn into little bits in all shapes and sizes, all colors the tornado has a name his name is Beau he is our golden retriever puppy recovering from surgery,...

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tornado warning others shelter in I run out to meet her...

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As the wind starts to spin Blowing everything from without and within Damaging property in it’s path Getting this and missing that The sirens blare in alert It starts to gain power and thirst Cycling faster and faster Picking up sound a pending disaster Everyone and everything is running for shelter Underground getting out of the weather First a silence than a roar As it shakes...

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Up in long bands of gray and white angry clouds are whirling, fingers stretch downwards to the ground, faint traces of swirling. the farmer sees it and suspects what nature is unfurling. Glad at least it came in the day, not stole in come evening, he locks the barn and heads downstairs, in basement remaining. The air moans loudly when it starts, vortex boldly roaring, snaps tree-trunks...

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A lovely day, the eighth of May, with sunshine and light breeze You could not tell, that all’s not well and we felt safe at ease A little blip, a video clip, showed damage way out west But that was far, and could not mar our little place of rest The march of time, brought clouds that climb,...

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wild wind whipping trees bend and thrash leaves rudely torn off gardens trashed blackening skies presage the storm rain drops attack and hail pellets form shattering glass in windows and doors denting parked cars as a deluge pours. dark cloud funnel from the northwest, veers as it wanders at its whim’s behest sending shingles aloft people to basements flooded streets paved with pieces of casements bedframes and couches, bedsheets and books leaving nothing but rubble of old neighborhoods hiding...

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