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Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: dark, death, deep, weather,


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Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: dark, death, fire, people, weather, world,


The sun burned bright before the dawn
The moon winked twice, and then was gone
It rained down snow amidst the heat
Unnatural, discord's drumbeat...
Pets walked their masters to and fro
There wasn't any place to go
Attractions closed, most shops shut down
Where once were smiles, now only frowns...

TV's news shows just yammered on
Folks turned away, suppressing yawns
Hid in their rooms, and played their games
The world they knew, now up in flames...
The world collapsed at eventide
Its soul gone rotten from inside

Poem Details | by Katy Lavasser |
Categories: death, nature, perspective, poetry, sky, sound, weather,

The Storm

As the sky grew grey
People in dismay
But the flowers screaming hooray hooray

Thunder grew violent
And the people went silent
Finally some peace and quiet

For I am dreary
And the sky eerie
The people are growing more and more weary

Clouds violently crying
Happiness slowly dying
People not wanting to be goodbying

Rain like tears
Thunder was your worst fear
People screaming "the end is near the end is near"


That was the end of all human life ever lasting

Poem Details | by Asa Childress |
Categories: death, heartbroken, natural disasters, scary, sorrow, storm, weather,

Dark Dawn

Light is awaking,

New dawn is breaking,

A breathtaking morning,

Now faces scream warning!
Spreading lava!
Getting faster!

(by Jemima Faith Childress)

Poem Details | by Rakesh Arava |
Categories: blessing, eulogy, god, heaven, weather,

Days and Seasons of God

All sunny days gone
Lovely memories remain
sing a hymn.Amen.

Poem Details | by Lycia Harding |
Categories: dark, death, night, rain, sleep, weather,

Through Dark Rainfalls


Through dark rainfalls,
how can I sleep?

A nightmare crawls
through dark rainfalls!

It pries the walls
and tries to seep 

through. Dark rain falls...
How can I sleep?


Poem Details | by Dave Collins |
Categories: age, autumn, death, farewell, fire, high school, loss, nature, october, seasons, teen, weather, wind,

Rakes and Flames

As the dawn expells its authoritive cast; they awake, but are abandoned. They
turn--but their friend the sun ignores  and they understand.   They commune
their relationship and part with their memories;   and sigh.

They say their good-byes in a tone of fullfilment, but aface their anxieties
toward the skies for hope; but are denied. A clouded sky brings a chill in the 
air and a rustling of rakes and flames. 

Old as hell, written in HS for publication, circa 1971 by me. When I was young in the 60's in Ohio, we burned leaves in our backyard; sometimes our household trash too. You had to be me to be there GV. Count me in as last place. Take care.  

Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: bird, body, death, flying, horror, tree, weather,

Carrion Watchers

Through the mists they land Carried by darkened wings, spread Sensing, they await Suspended death in decay Inhumanities now shared .

Poem Details | by Tadej Blazic |
Categories: dark, day, death of a friend, nostalgia, weather, world, youth,

For Lost I Am In My Dreams Of Terror

For lost I am in my dreams of terror
- ring the bells of ghastly churches made
of iron! And flee the nightly tremor
from memories of children at play.
These sweep the mind in most pleasing ways,
like specks of tulips on gentle winds borne,
Futility, my dear, hides the Sun’s rays
and closes the door to memories adored
and I weep in my dreams for happiness no more.

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: beautiful, change, death, dream, gothic, language, lonely,

Weather Report

Weather Report

                   Bloody wet
             Winds and lust
                   Hanging on, even the dust
    Limbs fall
                            Baby’s crawl
              Storms rage inside my head
                            Oceans calm breeze arrives
        To find me dead

Jour de la météo
Caché sous
La mort par le métro

Poem Details | by Louis Nathaniel |
Categories: dark, death, fear, ocean, snow, weather, winter,

White Death

Who said snow is beautiful?
It is like poison.
It slowly stings,
Like a carnivorous swarm of bees.

White pellets slice through air
Razor sharp;
A blizzard would be mild.
Pale oceans rise where grass once stood.

It piles up.
And piles up.
Until finally—
It stops.

And remains.
Like the laundry of a dead man;
It lingers for far too long.

Poem Details | by Ijm seven |
Categories: character, death, weather, winter,


Frost bitten plants 
fall from hypothermia:
My garden has died

Poem Details | by Christian Fuller |
Categories: america, anxiety, baby, depression, desire, emo, environment, gothic, grave, grief, heartbreak, nature, passion, philosophy, psychological, rain, weather, wisdom, words,

Grey Skies

You'll see that in time
When the skies fade to gray 
I'll be seeing you 
When you squirm away 
But baby 
You'll be writhing back one day 
Because you're on a rope 
Attached to your neck 
Attached to my feet 
Got nowhere to go
Got nothing to see
So baby
Come back to me 
Sit on the steps 
In the alley alongside 
My contortionist brain
Take off your slippers 
Off with your berry beret 
Take off your witchy attitude 
It will all be OK 
You were under my spell 
Listen to what I don't say 
Nothing will be this way
As the sky fades to gray 
All goes away
All goes away

Poem Details | by Bonnie Jennings |
Categories: death, deep, earth, voyage, water, weather, wind,

Raging Storm

Raging water, a terrible turbulent storm
A ship capsizes with men aboard
A vision of mercy entered there...
Finding the sailors who floundered waves
In and out the mercy sought
Wanting to offer a handing help
Searched endlessly until silent the waters
No man found struggling nor survivors


©2016 Bonnie G Jennings . All Rights Reserved

Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: death, deep, loss, nature, war, weather,

Sheet Lightning over the Somme

The thunderous skies now capitulate to man, witnessing their tirade of wrath Who would have thought nature now bowed, whilst viewing man's path What man could imagine, beating a power like she When I look back at the template I wrote This wasn't meant to be Inspired by reading a posting on Facebook by 'Janette Fisher' <*>

Poem Details | by Nayda Ivette Negron |
Categories: bereavement, weather, wind,

Tropical Wave

Coconut stalks swing
Tropical wave strong gust winds 
Raining with thunders


Poem Details | by Adam Pruchnicki |
Categories: color, day, depression, grief, loneliness, lonely, nature, sad, sky, sorrow, weather,

Grey Day

Low clouds drift across the sky
a thick blanket of sleep.
Their dreariness drains life
from this once perfect day.

The sky drowned in grey,
the sunlight fades.
The flowers lose their color,
and the robin forgets to sing.

Not even rain will fall
nor will wind blow through leaves.
Nothing draws a breath
on this cold lonely day.

Poem Details | by Stewart Watkins |
Categories: appreciation, beautiful, death, december, solitude, weather, winter,

Haiku 122

The land is barren
Oh mercury is falling
Jack has made it back

Poem Details | by Marilyn Williams |
Categories: death of a friend, environment, fire, holocaust, prejudice, society, weather,


When one is renewed from a terrible disaster. Usually it's something awful. Recovering sometimes requires, great strength, courage and wisdom. Sometimes share will is all it takes. When one recovers, all else, that they had may be gone. New and better things take their place. Perhaps, your recovey maybe like that, with new and better things to take their place -- God.

Poem Details | by Kate sparks |
Categories: allegory, autumn, change, childhood, death, flower, weather,

September 1

Sunday's, heavy heat 
heralded no warning
change of weather.
Golden finches
flitted from calendula 
to zinnia 
in no particular hurry.
Happy for the long
day and abundant seeds.    
Monday morning drivers 
stop behind
golden buses, impatiently
unaware of hungry birds.
A shiver
in the breeze
catches school children
and feasting finches 
by surprise.
Autumn storm waits 
off the coast 
as the barometer
crashes, a clash
of seasons. 
rain tomorrow, 
Golden sun 
shimmers through 
still green,leaves.
 Summer skies 
make no promise
beyond  today.

Poem Details | by Kassadee Acridge |
Categories: confusion, cry, dark, death, deep, depression, weather,

When Darkness Falls

The air is warm, the sky is blue
The trees are dancing in the wind
The birds sing, the butterflies flutter
Peace is all I feel
The air is cold, the sky is crying
Tears are dropping down like bombs
The people scream and fall to their knees
The birds are silent, the butterflies gone
I don’t understand
Then all is dark

Poem Details | by Susan Gentry |
Categories: change, crush, funeral, imagery, snow, storm, weather,


Snowstorms randomly bury what lies underneath temporarily

Poem Details | by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr |
Categories: adventure, depression, sympathy,


we have a task
we 'will get pass
will not run out of gas
as a team its our dream
to work together 
make the world better
there so much bad stuff
we will fight and fess

Poem Details | by lew Jay |
Categories: allusion, angel, death, depression, farewell, goodbye, weather,

Any final requests

Behold! The reaping gantry.
Dusted lungs and coiling flame
Silver pity from his seduction
Serpent shedding no final gain,

A toll to pay your darkness
as she ponders memory lane
light seeping through the shadows
what once was will still remain,

Bleeding sight from all who know me
Shall not quench my unknown pain
As I am dancing with the devil
what once was shall still remain,

I Whisper farewell to last prayers
as the black wolf howls my final tune
from the bagpipes he lays his mystery
now I'm a roving quite like you.

Poem Details | by ilene bauer |
Categories: grief, weather,

A Luxury

Today was ninety-eight degrees;
At least that’s how it felt.
I’m shocked that I am still intact;
I thought that I would melt.

But I would take this kind of heat
For months, all in a row,
Instead of what was perfect weather
Twelve short years ago.

For from those bright blue skies above
The world came crashing down,
Releasing so much sorrow
In its tears we all could drown.

Complaining is a luxury
When there’s no glaring threat
And I feel fortunate to whine
About a little sweat.