Thin atmosphere
Lower altitude clouds
Tornadoes and floods
haiku by Marieta Maglas
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Cloud and atmosphere
Clouds appear
In the atmosphere
Atmosphere remained
Uncontaminated by clouds
Clouds is not always present
In the atmosphere
Atmosphere exists
Even when there is no clouds.
There is no clouds
There is atmosphere
There is no atmosphere
There is no clouds
Clouds is atmosphere
Atmosphere is not clouds.
Atmosphere exists in its own beings
Clouds has no separate existence
You are my atmosphere
I'm your cloud
Pray
Make me always clear
And in good use.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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When Tornadoes Take Over The World
When tornadoes take over the world
There'll be no time for fretting
No fussing or complaining anymore
When tornadoes take over the world
You won't have your folks
To blame for all the stuff that's your fault
Your freinds will be swirling
Right above your disembodied head
When tornadoes take over the world
All the things in the fridge
That fell on the floor
Will dissapear
And all of your neighbors
Will be waving their flashlights at your house
Your friends will be swirling
Right above your disembodied head
When tornadoes take over the world.
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Thin atmosphere
Extreme close range to the sun
Thin ozone layer
haiku by Marieta Maglas
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High Altitude Mindset
The higher the altitude
the lower the I.Q.
test me here
at the top
the upper the storey
the higher thoughts
I could have
Thanks for having
not the extreme imaginative mind
just the strange one..........
poem by Rommelmarkmarchan Best Poems
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She Delivers
Can what Mother Nature has already done,
Be improved upon by man...
To become for some,
A wish to outdo...
Mama's stunning?
With a cunning.
Will Mother allow to be breached this way?
Brewing in a heat...
To watch with Her eyes,
With nothing to say?
Or has She said it?
With no one paying attention.
As She delivers Her attitude with thunder.
To drench relentlessly with floods,
Hoping her children will obey.
Has 'Mama' selected earthquakes to shake us?
With a round of hurricanes and tornadoes...
To show us 'Mama' knows.
And yet we ignore and neglect...
With a lack of consciousness reflected.
Believing Her to be an accident...
We choose to perceive we can easily circumvent,
With our limited intelligence.
To take for granted this atmosphere She gives.
That bestows us breath to live.
Can what Mother Nature has already done,
Be improved upon by man...
To become for some,
A wish to outdo...
Mama's stunning?
With a cunning.
Or will we ever learn to listen in silence...
And observe Her gracious beauty,
Without defiance?
As creatures who leech...
Upon Her goodness.
As we feed unceasingly our selfishness,
Centered upon our greed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dry Lake
Rain lurks
behind clouds
too thin
to send drops,
puddles,
surging waves.
flash floods go north,
to green Seattle,
easy landfall,
where no resistance is
ever given by
sandy bottom or
rocky shore.
There the ancient
desert lies
beneath tons
of breathless redwood,
dreaming of hot,
days, dry
winds.
Oh Emerald City,
so unaware of the pain
and joy of drought,
endless blue days
of aching sky,
summer's
harsh eye
in January
glaring
as slim clouds
rush by
hopeful
of a shower,
only to evaporate
to dusty twisters.
poem by Steven Federle
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What I Will Pass On
When I am solicited to share the remedy,
To ease tensions, fear and anxieties of all kinds.
That is what I will pass on as a gift.
To express there is suffering and hopelessness,
Everywhere...
Does not remove that from the atmosphere.
And that is what I wish I could clear!
The atmosphere of what is here.
Not to confirm what has been allowed.
But to acknowledge after storm clouds,
There is a degree of Sun to shine that comes.
For everyone to bask in freely when that is done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Beauty Of A Lower Heaven
Autumn in Paris is like summer in a lower heaven.
Sycamores and chestnuts paint the air,
Pencil-thin branches sketch the city like Utrillo,
The Seine sets leaves in moon-glass.
We caught the metro at Bir-Hakeim
Near Vel’ d’Hiv, the Nazi detention center.
Cyclists went flying into fire and ash
In the beauty of a lower heaven.
Something grotesque in the accordion
Like a fascist playing Mozart.
Something hypnotic in the sound,
The bellowing of giving birth to terror.
In the beauty of a lower heaven
All the people are lovelier, tranquil,
Even at rush hour music tames
The writhing beast of megalopolis.
Goodnight Paris, bonne nuit,
Your accordions are like history
Repeating the music and the horror
In the beauty of a lower heaven.
Goodnight Roseline, Simone and Eliana…
We will meet again, Aviva…
The doors of the trains are opening
In the beauty of a lower heaven.
poem by Salvatore Ala
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A Flight
Thy abode is in the mountains,
O, eagle of high altitude,
I love thee for thy courage and zeal,
Thou soar in the sky
And watch them scornfully,
Who fly on lower pitch,
They lack confidence and courage,
But thou fly and fly to attain summit,
Make our youth familiar with thy spirit,
So that they may also soar in the sky of success,
And meet their goal.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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He has a fairy wife
He has a fairy wife.
He does not know her.
She is the heart of the storm,
Of the clouds that lower.
And as the clouds are torn
Into rain and thunder,
She in her brightness tears
His heart asunder.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Thin atmosphere
Result in the death of life
On the land masses.
haiku by Marieta Maglas
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Atmosphere of nature
The field is green
The sky is blue
The sun is shining,
I feel so new
It’s the atmosphere of nature
When the sky is grey
Thundering and lightning
Predators catch there prey
Except some that got away
It’s the atmosphere of nature
Its light and its morning
I can hear the birds singing
And the children’s laughter
Swaying away like a lullaby
It’s the atmosphere of nature
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
Nature is too
It’s the atmosphere of nature…
poem by Maryam Kazmi
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The atmosphere of nature
The field is green
The sky is blue
The sun is shining,
I feel so new
It’s the atmosphere of nature
When the sky is grey
Thundering and lightning
Predators catch there prey
Except some that got away
It’s the atmosphere of nature
Its light and its morning
I can hear the birds singing
And the children’s laughter
Swaying away like a lullaby
It’s the atmosphere of nature
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
Nature is too
It’s the atmosphere of nature…
poem by Maryam Kazmi
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Can’t Breathe This Greed Industrialization
atmosphere
provide
oxygen
atmosphere
provide
carbon dioxide
atmosphere provide
for plants animals
seal in an ecosystem
atmosphere
guardian part
of water cycle
complex interactions
elements in atmosphere
without atmosphere
there would
be possible
no life at all
give me a little
of my God given air
of my God created air
give me a little
so i may breathe in renewed
complex wonder of creation
pollution sticks in my throat
burns eyes throat burns
mankind is burning creation
can’t breathe this
greed
industrialization
give
me less greenhouse
gases
earth pump
as God created
engineered
give me
a little
clean air
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I've Been Working So Hard
I've been working so hard you just wouldn't believe,
And I'm tired!
There's so little time and so much to achieve,
And I'm tired!
I've been lying here holding the grass in its place,
Pressing a leaf with the side of my face,
Tasting the apples to see if they're sweet,
Counting the toes on a centipede's feet.
I've been memorizing the shape of that cloud,
Warning the robins to not chirp so loud,
Shooing the butterflies off the tomatoes,
Keeping an eye out for floods and tornadoes.
I've been supervising the work of the ants
And thinking of pruning the cantaloupe plants,
Calling the fish to swim into my nets,
And I've taken twelve thousand and forty-one breaths,
And I'm TIRED!
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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There Is No Going Back
the boats were already burned
the bridges all cut
the river floods and so we all go
to where we shall
end,
there is no turning back
there is nothing in there
not even a memory
of throats,
there was only the thin slice
of bitter taste
there is no you and me
we were all
like salt dissolved in the
blandness of
our own waters.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thin
Thin, thin was the soup
ladled into the bowl.
It was watered down to make it last
as if it would keep them whole.
Thin, thin were the bodies
that sat 'round the table to eat.
They shared the watery sparseness of soup
with nary a piece of meat.
A time of discontent was here
and stomachs were never full.
This was the time they'd heard about,
stories that seemed so dull.
These stories were told with passion
by those who came before.
They jumped out of windows and stood in lines
saying, 'Please may I have some more? '
Thin, thin are the excuses
given by those in power.
No substance to substantiate the lies
given us hour by hour.
And so where does this leave us,
facing a 3rd world war?
For times become prosporous.
Isn't that what wars are for?
Thin, thin are the hopes now
that sanity will pervade the mind
of those who reap the profits
while our youth again will find
that they have been used as fodder
to bring our economy back.
Thin, thin are the excuses
for us being on the wrong track.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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It is better to have your head in the clouds, and know where you are... than to breathe the clearer atmosphere below them, and think that you are in paradise.
quote by Henry David Thoreau
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A Cool Atmosphere Of Nature!
Hot day transforming into cool atmosphere by clouds
Makes it look winter continuation even after the season!
Concentration of winter though diluted the chill is there
Making setting of next season slow due to natural change.
Still heavy rain with floods in some parts of the world,
Snow accumulation in some parts and hot season beginning
Nature never relents to man’s exploitation very easily ever
Till everyone understands and respects Nature with care!
Reminds it that under the mercy of nature everything functions
And nothing can change the dictum whatever be man’s skill
To create a modern world of technology against Nature ever!
To have a good end means followed should also be good;
Bad end nobody likes indeed though means followed is bad;
Nature never allows greed to excel natural order by any means!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Hope at Sunset
Across the fading valley
The silver bay shines,
effulgent edge
under twilight hills.
Confined
flat waters
cut a thin line
beneath dark heights rising.
Saw-toothed ridges
rip thin clouds
to ragged strips
the plunging sun ignites
into resplendent light
of love
for this sad, winter world.
poem by Steven Federle
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