Weatherman Poems - Poems about Weatherman

Reincarnated in my next life, a meteorologist I want to be with scientific paraphernalia at hand and land the weatherman's job on TV. Where I can lie without restraint, never apologise for rain and cloudy skies, or for what it is when it ain't sunny with a bright sunrise which is what I promised the night before. I can be completely wrong more...

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The weatherman said it might snow, A rarity now, you should know, So I put on my boots And set off on my routes, For I had a few places to go. Well, some flakes did fall down from the sky, So the forecast was not quite a lie, But it never did stick And it ended real quick Since the winter rules cease...

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Good morning ladies and gentlemen, I'm just looking out my door. It has been raining through the night, Looks like we'll get some more. But don't worry all you gardeners, The sun will be out soon. Just as quick as this snow melts, Your flowers will start to bloom. The wind will blow away the leaves, So you can cut your grass. I am your...

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Thomas was a doubter Not a pouter Day was bright Sunny no clouds in sight God’s gift warm and temperatures just right But there was Danny the weatherman Predicting things behind a five and dime stand “There is something big headed our way Filled with high winds I must say Lightning and thunder Will be the...

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The forecast for today; It looks like it's a hot one, Without a cloud in the sky, Just a burning, blistering sun. But this heatwave, in the morning, It should blow away by five, When the wind brings in a small drizzle, And the temp begins to dive. This drizzle will become a downpour, So pack a jacket for the...

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Football claimed my left knee. Softball took my right. As painful as both can be, They signal... What might be out of sight. If one begins to tighten, And the other remains the norm, There is nothing there to frighten, As it will probably be... Just a passing storm. When both start to ache, But only when trying to move, Keep eyes peeled for a drop or...

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I think tomorrow will be a better day, I heard the weatherman say. But when I woke up there was rain, I guess he was wrong again. He looks over that map on the wall, with lines and symbols that cover it all. I wonder it it's really true, that he looks out the window like me and you. JSergi...

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The weatherman predicted That today would reach a high Of eighty-five degrees; I never Thought that he would lie. I didn’t take a jacket and My sockless feet are bare. I’m shivering and I would bet He doesn’t even care. He’s sitting in a studio But if he stepped outside, He’d realize that his error Simply cannot be denied. It serves me right, I guess, because I acted...

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I move through dark clouds in search of the sun...the everlasting LIGHT that is the SUN...I hope that I can stand the rain...better yet the frightening STORM...the roaring of the thunder...as fearful as it may be...I remind myself to be still...to be PATIENT...the light is at the other end of this "unpleasant weather"...I know this...

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Chemicals, oh chemicals, you've come to fix my brain, sanity, oh sanity, you make me go insane. As simple as the sun that comes, to brighten up your day, as complicated as the moon, that takes it all away. The sun it shines and everytime, it burns my effin eyes, the moon it lies, I try and try, but never effin learn. Chemicals, oh chemicals, you've come to...

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WEATHERMAN before declaring a major he studied bomb making with a beautiful girl who wore tight bell-bottom jeans and assured him she knew what she was doing. SDS or Weatherman Underground he never knew, but some time near the end of the decade she disappeared after informing him he’d never get the knack of handling explosives with the respect they deserved. he went back to his structured classes,...

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