Thunder Poems - Poems about Thunder

The air hangs heavy, still, a silent shroud, Before a tremor cuts through the waiting crowd. A distant crack, a sharp and sudden tear, And then the rumble drawing ever near. The speed of sound, a constant measured pace, A finite journey through time and empty space. Yet in that limit, paradox resides, A delayed witness to what fate provides. The lightning flashes,...

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Lightning flashes so brightly outside; rain's falling fast and furious. Feeling vibrations in my fingers jolts loosen the window pane. Delightful, but frightful, quivers follow. Mummy shudders, shoulders and head; Sissy covers up her ears. I'm deaf, my other senses eagerly expect something after sparks. I wait and faces change. Like a sudden tag game, I see the brilliant flashes. Sissy tags me, "You're IT!" I can guess...

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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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At the first sign of the morning light I hear the thunder roar! It woke me from my sleep as the bed grappled my body Not to be scared, I laid there motionless The lighting flashes through the window I closed my eyes while I was listening Waiting for that moment to come - then all of a sudden...

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The thunder rolls as the sky flashes bright. The clouds roll in as the lightning strikes. The children all tucked in snug in their bed, as mom walks away, "I'm scared", they all said. You hear that sound, she says, the thunder rolling, Do not be afraid, for it's only God and his angels bowling. But the lightning, they cry, it's...

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torn between what's good and right silence at times is quite unbearable time's a bomb that's unpredictable casting its fair share of earnest fright i stumble in the night asking what is real my heart's no help i don't know how i feel "I want to be with you. It's as simple and as complicated as that" - Charles Bukowski posted on...

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The Storm The winds of anger blow fierce against me. Cold sheets of driven rain like tears sting my eyes. Growling thunder strikes terror in my heart. I fear the deadly strike of charged bolts of retribution. I see the eye of the storm approaching. In it I see you walking towards me. Your hand extended in forgiveness. The violent storm is suddenly gone. ...

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The Heights of Machu Picchu, Canto VIII by Pablo Neruda translation by Michael R. Burch Ascend with me, my American love! Let’s kiss these mysterious stones together! The Urubamba’s torrential silver lures pollen to fly from its golden chalice while above this canyon’s unbroken silence everything soars: the climbing grapevines, the shopworn plants, each inflexible garland. Come, elfin life, test your wings above the earth, test...

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Weeping walls of heralded hallows, Sweetless seam of darkening shadows, Seldom son of sickening honour, Shall bring, shall bring, this darkening hour. So sweet, so sweet, this tallowing cower, Shall bring, shall bring, his darkening hour, So come, so come, the cowering power, Shall cry, shall cry, his towering pawer. Thee of sleep, shall sing this song, Sightless sleep hath slept too long, O tears,...

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Dream Song of the Thunders Chippewa saying translation by Michael R. Burch Sometimes I bemoan my “plight” when all the while the wind bears me across the immense sky. What is life? The flash of a firefly. The breath of the winter buffalo. The shadow scooting across the grass that vanishes with sunset. —Blackfoot saying, translation by Michael R. Burch Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I translation by Michael...

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The dark clouds pur, And there's nothing but blur. While the cool breeze whispers , The thunder awaits to strike. The grass murmurs, A big storm is coming. And the lightning has struck, The thunder awaits to strike. On a quiet full moon night, The cricket are chirping. A cloud bursts into droplets of water, The thunder awaits to strike Water is gushing down the gutters, A...

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I traveled 50 miles, To listen to the screams of skies, And to feel the pounding of droplets, As the sky showed me its demise. In its fury it banished the stars, And under the lighting it poured. The pain it evoked showed the scars - That its rolling thunder had scored. I fled before it arrived, A beauty too destructive to meet. But it...

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a laugh like thunder shattering a frozen heart ~ be my valentine...

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Neon days are preceded by thunder. Neon days didn’t warn me about success, neon days are built from the struggle; Neon days do not show your sacrifice, neon days attract flies to your light; Neons days never simply appear, neon days are the result of grit; Neon days color heat lighting lime, neon days hot pink crackles the night; Neon days no one sees...

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Everyone yelling and screaming gets really tiring Everyone saying they're better Everyone's pride beaming Everyone trying to one up one another It starts to sound like a crack of thunder Everyone yelling sounds like an endless riot I'll never get peace and quiet A crack and a boom is all I hear as everyone's screaming and yelling (As you know it gets...

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