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There is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing.
Good Weather
This good weather ruined me,
I resigned in such a weather
From my government job.
I got used to tobacco in such a weather,
I fell in love in such a weather;
I forgot to take home bread and salt
In such a weather;
My disease of writing poems
Recurred in such a weather;
This good weather ruined me.
poem by Orhan Veli Kanik
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There's a way in which you can look at clothing as your outer skin. And because you were discriminated against because of your complexion, the way in which you could overcome that was through the way in which you presented yourself with your clothing.
What It Can't Buy
what it can't buy
it will never be able smother you in kisses
it can't curl up next to you for added warmth
it won't whisper..ssshhh everything will be ok
it isn't going to sit with you and watch your children play
money will never hold your hand and walk with you
money can't bring you breakfast in bed
money won't keep darkness away by turning on a light
money isn't going to tuck you in at night
a job will never understand your worries
a job can't conceive of your fears
a job won't hold you tight
a job isn't mindful of your plight
clothing will never pray for your safety
clothing can't break bread with you
clothing won't take away your pain
clothing isn't going to soothe you when you go insane
it will not make a house a home
it can't force people to like you
it won't care if your living well
it isn't going to wonder what little soul you sell
money, job, fortune, and fame
all a shallow game
meaning nothing if no one
holds dearly to your name
Inward Thoughts of an Old Husband
Gifts of clothing and toys, just because
we really need to give.
Trying to keep up with a fast crawling baby.
(a niece actually, for we can never
have one)
The end of the biannual clothing rearranging/swapping/packing/organizing
(things that she is learning
to offer to the neighborhood
sense of community) .
McDonald’s Caramel Frappé
(she is getting fatter
everyday but how can
she help it?)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fever
Look at these eyes admit that you're killing me but you can never see
the damage that you do! Look at this fool in tears on his stupied knees
you treat me like disease how can I please you? I'd change the weather
I'd change the weather for you now I'd change the weather I'd get down
on my knees and pray for you I'd change the weather I'd change the
weather for you now I'd change the weather I'd get down on my knees
forever! And if I could I'd kiss you and run away now shut your mouth
and pray it's something that I'll do but I'm a fool a magnet to your
vicious words to you I look absurd but I'm in love with you
song performed by by Underworld
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love is Not A Seasonal Crop
Love is not a seasonal crop
The weather we can’t control
Tend it well and well it’ll grow
The weather will and unknown how or why itself impose
Weather it with all your will, those it always wins
For of itself in time weather must be spent
Sometimes its only slight damage done
That we must amend
If it’s a total ravish, bend down and plant again
For earth and hearts are glad to give
An equal yield of what’s putted in
poem by David E. Patton
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Confused Atmosphere
Mother Nature may be confused, just like those, who have used,
This demeaning title to describe, the very God they have denied,
The Lord God, Who orders all, weather patterns, great and small,
He may never enter their minds, while stirring weather of all kinds.
Confused He isn't or will not be, for He is The Lord of all Eternity,
He is God of Order, up above; controlling weather men speak of,
And they truly don't understand, He controls the weather at hand,
Confusing only meteorologists, who dream Mother Nature exists.
They forecast the weather to come, not aware of where it is from,
Knowing not who is really behind, the weather they bring to mind,
Being shaken and very surprised, when it's not as they surmised,
But taking credit from their peers, for saying good weather nears.
Often times, you may even note, as weather is good some gloat,
About the returning of the sun, as if, it's something they've done,
Even though they may shy away, as bad weather comes our way,
Almost with a real reverence to, The Lord, to whom it is truly due.
For He is The Creator of this earth, Ruler over the whole universe,
He has, and always will control, all weather patterns, big or small,
With change meteorologists see, that fools the latest technology,
And it's those who have refused, God's Truth, who are confused.
Let me talk!
Wheather i type about my life or my dreams.
i am getting somewhere
Weather you look me up or not.
I am who i am, please don't change me
Weather i type about my hardships, don't forget me.
or or weather i close my eyes and open them
and i am still here.
My body's not, i went to heaven.
Weather this don't make sense it made sense to me
Because i am the one who's living to write.
poem by Sheniqua Lowery
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Something About The Weather
Dear sister, you have no idea
About the weather here
The earth is dry
We haven't seen any rain
For the past few years
And hunger is striking.
Looking out through the window
Father is trying to forecast the weather
And he has been saying something
But no one heard what the exact words are
For he's talking to no one, but himself.
Oh! how terrible things are here
The weather is bad, so bad that
I am beginning to believe what father has said.
'This is not weather, but a curse laid upon us.'
23/03/2004
poem by Arsiema Berhane
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I Know Sonata
I know that the weather
Can't please me at all
Or maybe I expect too much
From the weather
And what I want from the weather I can't get
At all
Because I am feeling that this isan't fair at all
For me
poem by Aldo Kraas
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A Silly Love Poem
Come hither,
Come hither my love
When the infant sun shines
And promises a sunny weather.
Come hither. Come hither...
Come hither,
Come hither my love
When the moon beams
In the company of multitude
And she promises a beam-soaked weather.
Come hither. Come hither...
Come hither,
Come hither my love
When the spring sets in
With a fragrant fanfare
And sensuous is the weather,
Come hither. Come hither...
Come hither,
Come hither my love
When the clouds run errands
For their master and
When lightening is the harbinger
And lively is the weather,
Come hither. Come hither...
Come hither,
Come hither my love
When autumn makes me lonely
In the soul of my creative pang
Be my soul-mate all-weather,
And come hither. Come hither...
wondering
I wonder I wonder
I wonder all day long
I wonder what you are doing today
I wonder what your wondering
I wonder, I wonder
What do you wonder?
Do you wonder what I'm doing today?
Do you wonder what I'm wondering?
you wonder, you wonder
What does she wonder?
Does she wonder weather her shoes are right?
Does she wonder weather her hair is right?
Does she wonder weather her brother and sister's are right
She wonders, she wonders
What does he wonder?
Does he wonder weather his shoes are right?
Does he wonder weather his haircut is right?
Does he wonder weather his brother and sisters are right?
Does he...wonder.
I wonder, you wonder, she wonders, he wonders, we all wonder.
poem by Ke'Love Moss
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Blame The Weather
When your loves flown out the window,
And the pain comes through the door.
Once again youve missed the boat,
And youre stranded on the shore.
And you find out that what you had,
Was never yours at all,
Friends and lovers that you knew so well,
Will never take your calls.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
If you play the game
Youve got to be prepared to take a knock,
You get put down so many times,
But you keep on getting up.
So put your tears away,
And dont forget to worry is a crime,
Nothing bears thinking about too much,
Youll be old before your time.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
The pool of tears you left to drown in,
The helping hands that never came,
The years you lost out to another,
All up in flames
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Blame The Weather
When your loves flown out the window,
And the pain comes through the door.
Once again youve missed the boat,
And youre stranded on the shore.
And you find out that what you had,
Was never yours at all,
Friends and lovers that you knew so well,
Will never take your calls.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
If you play the game
Youve got to be prepared to take a knock,
You get put down so many times,
But you keep on getting up.
So put your tears away,
And dont forget to worry is a crime,
Nothing bears thinking about too much,
Youll be old before your time.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
The pool of tears you left to drown in,
The helping hands that never came,
The years you lost out to another,
All up in flames
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Between the bad man and the bad weather, I prefer the bad weather, because I know that tomorrow will be good weather.
aphorism by George Budoi (25 October 2010)
Submitted by George Budoi
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Made For Me
This weather was made for me
Because I like the hot weather
And I was born in the hot weather month
poem by Aldo Kraas
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They Went Everywhere Together
Like sky and weather
they went everywhere together
he was rain & she was cloud
he was sun & she was light
she was moon & he was night
like sky & weather
they went everywhere together
he was frost & she was ice
he was fog & she was mist
she was sunrise...he was sunset
he was the sun on a certain morning
she was the sun awakening that morning
like sky & weather
they went everywhere together
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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Fair Weather Faith
Prentending to act so serene
On your so called submissive knees
A shopping list of begging pleas
Adds to your complacencies
As soon as the sun dont shine your way
And youre saving it all up that rainy day
Its a matter of time before you get down n pray
Fair weather faith - protect me from the storm
Fair weather faith - gonna right all my wrongs
Fair weather faith - you know Im doing alright
Fair weather faith - out of mind, out of sight
Well I wonder if the man upstairs
Will bother to lend an ear
If you took the time to share
Another one of your puppet prayers
I aint talkin bout the weather
song performed by by Extreme
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Weather the Storm
We are able to spread
I AM so we are
Endeavor the storm
What do we have
We'll have what we need
And then some
And then some
And loath some weather
No matter the weather
We'll weather the storm
poem by Deci Hernandez
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