Hurricane Poems - Poems about Hurricane

Racing toward the rampage of the storm Raging river ripping free roots Rocking the foundation form Reeling back in the loot Rocks raking through wood Reclaiming home Render goods Unknown Roam ...Read the rest...

Menacing winds howl through the fragile trees, In shadows, rain slashes windows like a whip, Lightning cracks—each flash a brief, jagged tease, Thunder roars, shaking the earth with its grip. Outside, the storm batters everything in sight, Nerves stretch thin...Read the rest...

I don’t feel strong – my soul, it grieves I don’t feel wise – my spirit sighs, then weeps I don’t feel sure – my heart cries out I don’t feel resilient – my life is but a...Read the rest...

The Hurricane and Florida The green valley near the blue lake  It sounds like a color combination by a happy incident it was the weather of the day that made nature impossible romantic near the lake where Pink Salmond swam...Read the rest...

They kneel in water that once was their streets, hands, like small boats, lifting the broken pieces of each other—what is left of their homes sway in the wind’s aftermath. But in the hollows of their ribs, compassion flows, fingers...Read the rest...

Some lost their lights, the brilliance Electricity, burning through the night Inviting, inspiring, igniting our lives. Some lost their water, the gentle flow Source of hope and wonder, graceful Moving over the spirit, sweet fulfillment. Some lost their ability to communicate Cell...Read the rest...

crisp october morn energizing my cellphone rejuvenating totally thankful I dont live in florida hurricane hank reigns peace in my meadow as others lose their housing second hurricane no power no food we watch on our tv sets fathoming it not only its not hank it is hurricane...Read the rest...

The highlights of the Jersey Shore like a bone beach, they were no more along with the loved Ferris Wheel that kids looked forward to with zeal. The sounds of music, loud and...Read the rest...

Hurricanes coming; Many storms survived— Me and nature one:- ...Read the rest...

God is missing, ...Read the rest...

The wind, a howling beast, whips through the trees, Woooosh, whoosh, whoosh, an angry symphony. The rain, a drummer wild, pounds on the tin, Pitter-patter, splash, bang, the storm begins. The waves, like angry horses, rear and churn, Crash, boom,...Read the rest...

storming pious purging runneth over borders raking reckless matter abound power ...Read the rest...

she ordered French Onion soup with garlic bread a sadal with a thousand island dressing with garlic bread (instead of croutons) french fries and The Duck and Pork with Truffle oil (with a Pionot Noir from Burgundy) and a decatant Chocolate...Read the rest...

wind blows the water over the debris filled street stop sign launched through air ...Read the rest...

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