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Awakening storm

I stand on a cliff and the below the sea roars like thunder
and water foams with sweeping fingers
and a storm wind from the sea swishes in.

I stand on a cliff and the below the sea roars like thunder,
waves crash with a mighty roar
supported by shattering force.

I stand on a cliff and the below the sea roars like thunder
and water foams with sweeping fingers.

poem by Gert Strydom
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The Mighty Sea Leopard

The yodel echoes over the oceans,
The Mighty Sea Leopard roars like thunder,
All aquatic creatures quake and flee,
Too terrified to be alone at sea.

But one creature doesn't go,
It's the Sea Leopard's beloved Namako,
Is she a cucumber or a slug?
Who cares with such an ugly mug?

A shark kidnaps the idling Namako,
She gurgles, 'Away from me you foe! '.
The Mighty Sea Leopard roars like thunder,
And soars across the water towards her.

The Sea Leopard lets rip a great yodel,
The shark sees defeat and mustn't dawdle,
Namako is released to avoid a fray,
The Mighty Sea Leopard saves the day.

poem by Sebastian Seal
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A Yonder Thunder

There comes a time in everyone’s life,
just before an approaching storm.
They hear the yonder thunder,
with a warning for them there.

Some of us ignore it;
do what we must do.
Then throw caution to the wind,
to let it blow its scorn.

We stand to look at the thunder,
of the approaching storm.
The sky goes black, the wind howls,
with angry voices there.

We stand tall against the sky,
ready to face the coming foe.
Are we brave or stupid,
or don’t we really know?

The storm passes overhead,
and then the dust settles down.
Are we still standing tall,
or are we cowering on the ground?

We all ask this question,
at the yonder thunder’s call.
Can we face our truths,
or will we be among those cowering on the ground?

13 May 2007

poem by David Harris
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What's Between The Lines...

The clouds roll in,

the thunder roars,

another stormy night,

elegant in it's own way,

the lightning strikes,

the thunder crashes,

the rain ever so clever,

seeps through the slightest cracks,

the night ever so fragile,

now,

caressed in the motionless fog,

the fog ever so graceful,

never doth touch the dark damp ground,

the ground ever so cold,

stares wide-eyed at the world around,

and watches as the clouds subside,

the thunder and lightning,

one again hide,

and the storm is gone,

now again,

the sun may shine.

poem by Linda Kessler
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Storm In A Teacup

The sky is bright blue, but there's a big patch of grey;
I can hear thunder: there's a storm heading this way.
At present, my world is glowing with glorious sun,
But I'm not looking forward to what is to come.

The rolls of thunder are resonating quite far apart,
But hearing them, quickens the beat of my heart.
The day, so far, has been a mix of sun and of rain,
But, thankfully, the sun has prevailed, in the main.

The dark clouds overhead, are as grey as iron;
The thunder roars loudly, like a mighty lion.
I'm really hoping that there will be no lightning;
As an adult, I still find storms quite frightening.

I had been planning to take a steady stroll into town,
But, chances are, that rain will soon be falling down.
The sun continues to shine, and there's little thunder;
Should I take a gamble with the weather, I wonder?

But, I bet as soon as I put a foot out of the door,
The Heavens will open, and the rain will pour.
A short time passes; the sun slowly disappears.
Suddenly, from Heaven, there rains infinite tears.

Luckily, we are spared from a full-blown storm,
And soon the sun reappears, so nice and warm.
The thunder doesn't last long: it soon passes by,
And, I'm feeling glad I stayed at home in the dry.

poem by Angela Wybrow
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Lord Of The Storm

Can I walk upon this water
In the midst of this mighty sea
Surely I will stumble, surely I will drown
Oh Lord how can this be

The waves are high and the wind it howls
And the rain it lashes down
Yet you are there, I see you Lord
Now I know I shall not drown

Then the thunder roars and the lightning flashes
High above in the angry skies
Dark clouds rising, set on fire
To them do I lift my eyes

Heavier now the rain is falling
The noise so loud I cannot think
The lightening fractures the sky above
And my legs, they begin to sink

I look around, eyes wide with terror
As all this madness does unfold
I look once more, there, it's Jesus
In the midst of the storm, standing bold

I am your peace when all hell breaks loose
Devils and demons flee
In the storm, in the night, when all breaks down
Remember, keep your eyes upon me.

poem by Frank McEleny
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When the rain pour........

When the dark clouds cover the sky
When the storm roll on the sky
When the thunder roars in the sky
Let the rain pour from the heaven

When the flora blossom in the mountains
When the fauna dance in the jungles
When the valleys flows with rush water
Let the rain pour from the heaven

When the earth get wet with water
When the farmers smile for happiness
When the country flourish with food
Let the rain pour from the heaven

poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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The Caucas

The Caucas lies before my feet! I stand where
Glaciers gleam, beside a precipice rock-ribbed;
An eagle that has soared from off some distant cliff,
Lawless as I, sweeps through the radiant air!
Here I see streams at their sources up-welling,
The grim avalanches unrolling and swelling!

The soft cloudy convoys are stretched forth below,
Tattered by thronging mad torrents descending;
Beneath them the naked rocks downward are bending,
Still deeper, the wild shrubs and sparse herbage grow;
But yonder the forests stand verdant in flora
And birds are a'twitter in choiring chorus.

Yonder, cliff-nested-are dwellings of mortals,
There pasture the lambs in sweet blossoming meadows--
There couch the herds in the cool deepening shadows--
There roar the Aragua's blue sparkling waters,
And lurketh the bandit safe hid in lone caverns,
Where Terek, wild sporting, is cutting the azure!

It leaps and it howls like some ravening beast
At first sight of feeding, through grating of iron--
It roars on the shore with a furious purring,
It licks on the pebbles with eagerest greed.
Vain struggle and rancor and hatred, alas!
'Tis enchained and subdued by the unheeding mass.

poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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This World...

This World We Know May End

Waves wither down
The walls of cliff sides
Earthquakes shake
Ground is splitting
This World We Know May End

Thunder claps
Thunder cracks
Thunder plays the drums of disaster
Lightning takes pictures from the sky
This World We Know May End

Wind speed picks up
Trees and houses are thrown with ease
These tornados are set on spin cycle
Fear of disaster we hide in our basement
This World We Know May End

Everything moving slowly
Blizzard moves in quickly
Blistering cold burns the hope
Frozen to a stop
This World We Know May End

Raging upon wars
Criminal minds advancing
The power within the head
One of them leaving millions dead
This World We Know May End

poem by Chase Wallace
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At Hout Bay the fishing trawler sails out

At Hout Bay the fishing trawler sails out
while the rain pours down
like water out of God’s hosepipe
with engines roaring in the ears

and clouds of smoke hang over the boats
with every fisherman for a moment being caught
in a own world while fog whirl about the boats
that rocks up and down to the harbour mouth.

The waves crash, the sea foams and bubbles
and “my girlfriend has a good lover, ”
is sung by one while the trawler sets its course
on the look out for barracouta, cod and sea trout.

“Look at the shining bodies, tons of trout, they are running free, ”
a fisherman shouts against the wind that pulls and pulls on the boat.
“Salmon man, salmon” roars the tiller man back and walls of water
roll past and the boat turns to get fishing gear ready.

“My girlfriend has a good lover and he’s a gelded goat, ”
the tune goes on and something clatters down
drawing the attention of the fishermen and the water shines
and when the boat is full they tell jokes that they guffaw at.

poem by Gert Strydom
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The lightning flashes
The thunder roars
I hear old family voices
I see sudden memories

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sad Memories Of Home

The lightning flashes
The thunder roars
I hear old family voices
I see sudden memories

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We Flash Across The Level

We flash across the level.
We thunder thro' the bridges.
We bicker down the cuttings.
We sway along the ridges.

A rush of streaming hedges,
Of jostling lights and shadows,
Of hurtling, hurrying stations,
Of racing woods and meadows.

We charge the tunnels headlong -
The blackness roars and shatters.
We crash between embankments -
The open spins and scatters.

We shake off the miles like water,
We might carry a royal ransom;
And I think of her waiting, waiting,
And long for a common hansom.

poem by William Ernest Henley
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Once by the Pacific

The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God's last Put out the light was spoken.

poem by Robert Frost
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Summer Storm

The panther wind
Leaps out of the night,
The snake of lightning
Is twisting and white,
The lion of thunder
Roars -- and we
Sit still and content
Under a tree --
We have met fate together
And love and pain,
Why should we fear
The wrath of the rain!

poem by Sara Teasdale
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Inevitable Defeat for Friend Leslie

The tempest rages spitefully
as it has done all through the night.
Determined to defeat the sea
it gives no quarter or respite.

The rolling thunder loudly roars
across the heavens ceaselessly
Forked lightning flickers like a sword.
A weapon wielded expertly

Which strikes the surface of the sea
to small effect. The sea ignores
this useless waste of energy.
The raging storm cannot enforce

it’s will. The mighty sea denies
the storm the smallest victory.
No matter how the tempest tries
The storm will cease eventually.

The storm clouds slowly dissipate
As silence stills the thunders roar.
The sea resumes its peaceful state
and all is as it was before.

The tempest tried to no avail
to overcome its enemy.
Its puny efforts doomed to fail
against the everlasting sea.

29-Jan-09
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The River Inside

I stand here still silent amongst you all
Yet within a river I hid while I stand tall
Within a deep stormy rapid river whirls
Carrying my emotions my insides hurls
Crashing water made of my inner tears
Carrying my stresses, hurt and fears
The surrounding rocks slowly in my pain
Are carved deep ground eroded away
And when there’s a sudden influx of pain
My inner river tries to keep it hidden in vain
Then the storm grows, the river does swell
Rushing cracking into the air as inside fell
Releasing the pressure its water must drift
Slowly, it trickles tortured down a vertical cliff
Water falling as jewel petals from a magic rose
These glistening inner tears that nobody knows

poem by Micron
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With blazing, electric blue thunder

(after Pablo Neruda)

With blazing, electric blue thunder
the morning is alive in this summer.

The wind tosses the threatening clouds like washing
torn from the line, waving goodbye without hands.

The mouthless harsh voice of the wind
howls right through our blissful silence.

Thunder bolts rock exploding in bright white light
while the wind rips leaves, branches and trees

as if in remembrance of long gone battles and wars
while it tosses squalls of pattering buckets of rain

sounding like the roar of a havoc orchestra
from the very gates of destruction, right from hell

while big oak trees sway as if only twigs,
some topple torn right out from their roots

and against me storm tossed in passion you are laying,
coming weightless full of fiery blazing desire,

with tender sweet lips that are kissing bringing bliss
and outside the wind roars as if its power is endless.

[Reference: “Es La Mañana Llena” “The Morning Is Full” by Pablo Neruda.]

poem by Gert Strydom
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A Wingless Angel Draped In Red

She seeks her shelter from the falling sky
She asks her shelter from the highest tree
She seeks an answer to the question why
Why it is that she has come to be

A wingless angel draped in red
Her wings are lost she sighs
There’s no halo now upon her head
And the fear that she may die

Alone, alone so far from home
A wingless angel cries
She awaits the demon by her side
To kiss between her thighs

Thunder roars beyond her head
This wingless angel draped in red
She lies beside her demons
On a bed of human bone.

Alone, alone, in tears she falls
Upon her virgin knees
All is lost as thunder roars
There’s no one to hear her pleas

She runs to seek her shelter from the falling sky
She asks her shelter from the highest tree
She seeks an answer to the question why
Why it is she lost her wings and the heart
Of a soul that sings, bringing joy throughout the day.

poem by David Lacey
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Tribal Rites (The Nighshade of Hues)

The nightshades of hue
Blacken the empty abyss

As the moon hangs low
With an eerie neon glow

A shadow moves across the
Barren land as the stars
Glisten in the dark

Thunder claps its roar energy
As the dark clouds creep across the moon

A lone owl hoots its eerie song
As it watches' the moon play hide and seek
With natures dark clouds of doom

The night is dark as the mist
Swirls around the abyss
That gapes at the edge of the cliff

The crackle of thunder crash's
Across the land booming from
One end of the abyss to other

And standing atop a hill
That views over the abyss
A lone figure stands

The wind whips at his clothing
Like a torrent of never ending lashings

His long shoulder length ebony hair
Swirling in the wind

He gazes towards the heavens
And sees the stars and moon
Beckoning to him to fly

But this earth bound body
Can only stand in this glories
Raging storm of the night

He sways to the rhythm of nature
As he recalls his brothers of the tribe
Teasing him of what's install for him

To gain his manhood his rights as a man
To live through this dark abyss
That has tested his father and his father before him
And it is now his turn to prove to the tribe he is a man

So as he stands alone
He embraces himself for natures test
The swirling winds and raging storms
A testament to his strength

As the dawn starts to break
He walks back to his tribe
Were he left a few days before
Just a boy now he returns a man

poem by Kaila George
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Johnny Thunder

Johnny thunder lives on water, feeds on lightning.
Johnny thunder dont need no one, dont want money.
And all the people of the town,
They cant get through to johnny, they will never, ever break him down.
Johnny thunder speaks for no one, goes on fighting.
And sweet helena in bed[? ] prays for johnny.
Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba,
Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba,
Thunder and lightning.
Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba,
Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba,
Thunder and lightning.
Though everybody tried their best,
Old johnny vowed that he would never, ever end up like the rest.
Johnny thunder rides the highway, moves like lightning.
But sweet helena just says, God bless johnny.
Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba,
Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba,
Thunder and lightning.
Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba,
Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba,
Thunder and lightning.

song performed by by Kinks
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