Weather Poems | Examples of Weather Poetry

Forget the night’s storm when you get out of bed. Forget lightning and thunder the way the house trembled Forget your deepest fears that the world would end, Open your eyes. Embrace the kiss of fresh air. Revel in the sight of the early sun. Welcome the reflections of drops on succulent grass— o how a touch of rain brings new life. (Folding mirror form) ...

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When April comes she will do as she pleases concerning snow or gentle breezes as for her mood no one can say she's not as calm as her sister May...

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When it rains, I don't look for rainbows Their endless curves have never appealed to me Instead I look for the puddles The puddles that remember every family that has danced there Each person who has looked up and seen love for the first time as the droplets continue to make little rings on the surface The colours across...

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One would not realize it by the scenery, but indeed, at 7:39 the sun has risen. The massive and dark rain clouds have cast its shadows over the horizon. There's a mobility about the clouds that is awesome, and I never cease to be drawn by the sight of them. From my vanish point, a great light shines below the mass of clouds...

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Everyone hates Rainy days They’re so cold and grey So why do they bring me peace? How does it put my mind at ease? The Storm matches my chaotic mind Slowing things down so that I can unwind The Rain washes out my pain And the darkness neutralizes my brain The weather aids my temper It tames the raging fire Cooling the blazing embers Causing my...

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Give it to the rain, all of your hurt and your pain. Watch as it belittles under a clap of thunder, all of your hurt, disdained. Scream it to the sky, make it heard. Let him know how much it hurt when you went through his phone. His promises, like fallen leaves, scattered by the wind. Look to the sea, give it...

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Warm weather welcomes wistful desires into open arms to shape and transform into frangible reality… Rise above noxious feedback, naysayer noise is static. Take constructive criticism and create a buzz… Warm weather welcomes a hang- tough heart into open arms to stand up again never become quiescent... Rise above noxious feedback naysayer noise is violet change frequencies turn to aquamarine ... Rise above it...

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"Pretty clouds filled with water, then it rains down." By Poet I love to sit and watch the clouds, as they dance across the big blue sky. If I watch and wait what will I see, animals like a zoo walking by. One day I ask a big bright white cloud, where are you going? I was shocked when it answered back, off...

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The weatherman says it will be 85 But it now feels like 72. So what should I wear? Out the window I glance, Thinking people will give me a clue. Yet from what I can see, it’s a very mixed bag – There are t-shirts and sandals and shorts, Though I also see long-sleeves and jackets and jeans, Which all go with...

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"We must say, goodbye to winter but do not be sad. It will come back again next year with a big smile and plenty of snow. Now we welcome Spring to enjoy." By Poet Winter can be very cold, the wind will sing and be very bold. The ground is covered with fluffy snow, to play in as the...

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“With courage nothing is impossible” Sir William Hillary, a retired soldier and founder of the RLNI A trawler's in distress at sea It’s sinking, the crew cannot flee A mayday message reads “Rescue me” Their lives are at risk, as you can see Brave lifeboat men will never tire From aiding ships, some on fire To save those at sea they do...

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The whisper through the Wind The wind whispers a cry, a howl of sadness the wind whispers a song, a howl of gladness the wind whispers a message for you and me the wind whispers and we here but can not see At night and in the light the wind whispers Over the mountain and in the canyon the wind whispers The...

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last night so cold breeze weather like winter in spring yet smooth and lovely...

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In the ebb and flow of feelings that is the cycle of my life I seem to be caught in the spring of my emotions while winter stalls refusing to take its leave. Like a bad virus insisting to overstay its welcome tenacious snow lingers under unrelenting skies of grey while nippy winds bring rebel clouds and showers. Entangled in...

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v2 Hiding, riding in clouds You come down from Heaven Kissing leaves and flowers, filling streams Sometimes merciless…pouring Other times gentle…misting Sporadically invited, frequently intruding Persistently presumptuous You can be cool or warm Soft or hard You may clean our wrath Soothe our soul Quench our thirst Whether you come in showers or seasons Leaving puddles of sorrow or pools of joy One thing is consistent, absolute… You are always falling…...

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