Weather Prediction
We are like the weather,
when too much emotion accumulates
we cry and tears rain down.
When we are happy all the clouds fade away except for a small few, and as the sun rises everything is covered with light dew. Then we shine like the Sun with no shame and barely even remember the sad rain.
When we are angry a storm comes to brew,
but soon passes and the day is a new.
We get bored, dance or sing and all around us things start to change. Soon the dull grey is bright once again.
We are the weather of our own day, but about weather you should know
is that it always changes,
like rain to snow.
poem by Kira Nowick
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Darkness and Rain
As i stand outside in the darkness and rain i try to keep the memories of us but they seem to fade away when you left no weathers been good all weathers been bad the best weather came when i was with you the best weather i ever had one kiss used to brighten my day 2 to keep the clouds away 3 kisses so i never felt blue but those kisses didnt matter as long as i had you darkness are now my days rain became part of the nights just take me away from all this darkness and bring me back to the light protect me and be my sun and be my shelter and save me from this bad weather.....forever some think im crazy some think im insane because i still wait for you outside in the darkness and rain
poem by Isaiah Ferguson
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Funeral Weather
Walking in the rain
Catching the raindrops
As we laughed in love
Was fun with you, gentle you
But now the dark clouds
Bringing storm and rain
Terrify me
Real funeral weather
As it is today
Pitter patter, pitter patter
The winds have howled and gone
Taking you along
I remember the day you went away
The sky cried tears
Day was dark as night
When the gods took you away
I was alone,
Alone, alone, alone
Crying in the rain
Funeral weather
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poem by Narcissus Starlight
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The Weather Report
When
the weatherman
tells
you
it might rain
it might not rain
He says
the sun will shine
but it might as well not shine
There is
a probability
he says
Too many variables
involved
When
he says
there is
a thunderstorm
You're pretty
sure
about a storm
somewhere
But just look
out your window
to make
sure
it is there
What good
is
a weather report
if you have to see
for yourself?
It's better not
to walk out your door
If you depend
on the weather
out there
poem by Cesar Nascimento
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You & The Clouds Will Still Be Beautiful
And every morning before Im awake
I walk around the world to make sure shes alright
And every evening fore I bolt the door
I give the stars a stir to make sure they will spin all night
For I see people who will scratch and spit and kick and fight
And I see nations war about whether right is left and whether wrong is right
And I know storms inside your head can amplify the blight
But no matter what the weather, you and the clouds will still be beautiful
No matter what the weather, you and the clouds will still be beautiful
And every troy with wooden horse
I take to peaceful waters but cant make him drown
And every bastille that gets stormtroopered
Hail to the chief comes rainin, rainin, rainin, rainin down
And Ive seen people conduct lightning down to a summers day
And Ive seen nations playfully hurl snowballs packed with stones and clay
And I know rain inside your head can seriously put a stop to play
But no matter what the weather, you and the clouds will still be beautiful
No matter what the weather, you and the clouds will still be beautiful
So let it rain
And when we see flying saucers, flying cups, and flying plates
And as we trip down lovers lane we sometimes bump into the gate
And I know thunder in your head can still reverberate
But no matter what the weather, you and the clouds will still be beautiful
No matter what the weather, you and the clouds will still be beautiful
No matter what the weather
Yeah
So let it rain
So let it rain
You know you still be beautiful
So let it rain
It doesnt matter what the weather you know youre beautiful
Just let it rain
Youre just, youre beautiful
So let it rain
Yeah, since the clouds all part the clouds just rose
So let it rain
From your pretty little mouth to your pretty little nose youre beautiful
So let it rain
It doesnt matter if the rain wants to fail if the rain wants to fall
Just let it rain
So let it rain
So let it rain
song performed by by Xtc
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Happy... I Am So Happy!
Happy! ! I am so happy....
Yeah! it is raining!
I will drench in the rain today!
Happy... I am so happy..
The weather is so vital and cloudy..
Dark clods and ash in colour
It is drizzling...
Happy...I am so happy!
Oh! God please give more rain...
Raining is falling heavily...
Oh! raindrops fall into my heart!
Pure water from the sky!
Happy.. I am so happy!
The whole day I will wet in the rain!
Bye! Bye1
I will roam in the rain!
Happy... I am so happy..
I will dance in the rain..
Happy.. I am so happy
By the freshness of rain!
poem by Z.I. Mahmud
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On Hearing A Magpie Sing
The magpie sings in the bright sunshine of a humid and a warm day
Perhaps he is telling us something that rain is not that far away
For birds do sing in changing weather on a very warm day when birdsong you hear
You know there's a change in the weather that thundery weather is near.
Birds and animals are more sensitive to Nature than we are since nearer to Nature they live
They pollinate plants in their feeding from Nature they take and to her other things give
They are more Nature friendly than we are and on her resources less of a drain
The huge increase in the human population on Mother Nature does place a huge strain.
So little I know about Nature and so much of her I'd love to know
I fell in love with her as a schoolboy now that seems a long time ago
A wise old lady once did tell me that when out of Season the birds sing
That they detect a change in the weather Nature is a marvellous thing.
The magpie he sings in the sunshine on a warm day of thirty degrees
In his song he is trying to tell me that he senses the rain in the breeze
He can detect changes in Nature of her ways he knows far more than I
In his song he tells me that rain is not distant though there's not a rain cloud in the sky.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Rain Or Shine
Every time you go
This much I know
That it don't mean nothing
Cause I've closed the back door
And every night apart you were in my heart
So don't you worry
Cause I'm ready for this love to restart
There is a reason
We came together
Rain or Shine I'll love you all my life
We'll weather the seasons
We'll laugh and cry
Rain or shine I'm yours, you're mine
I'll love you all my life
When I feel afraid
In my own parade
That marches through me
And I don't recognize
A single face
You drew a line in the sand
Then you took my hand
And we crossed over
Now I finally understand that
There is a reason
We came together
Rain or Shine I'll love you all my life
We'll weather the seasons
We'll laugh and cry
Rain or shine I'm yours, you're mine
I'll love you all my life
Yeah...
Now I finally understand that...
There is a reason
We came together
Rain or Shine I'll love you all my life
We'll weather the seasons
We'll laugh and cry
Rain or shine I'm yours, you're mine I'll love... yeah
There is a reason
We came together
Rain or Shine I'll love you all my life
We'll weather the seasons
We'll laugh and cry
Rain or shine I'm yours, you're mine
I'll love you all my life
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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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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My Sneaking Tears
How heavy fell the rain that day
From burdened clouds of mournful grey.
The torrent forced them stay their height -
Composure swayed by onerous might.
My skin wrung wet with icy chill
As mud embraced that sodden hill;
But mind of mine had elsewhere gone -
'Twas clouds abandoned I was on.
The driving drops advanced their gears
To camouflage my sneaking tears -
Whence now did swell such floods of pain
To see me melt into this rain…
On equal bearing now were we:
This rain, myself, in harmony.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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An Ordinary Summer Evening
On a temperate summer evening
am walking lonely under the vast horizon.
Hither and thither patches of clouds,
creating shapes like dwarfs and elves.
Soothing, gentle breeze flowing
breeze so soft as a new-born baby
kissing bare feet, wrist and palm.
Crows are taking homewards flight: a warm retreat,
the day must have be an auspicious one.
Clouds are now evenly spread-
not a trace of single break-
covered with azure tints and shades.
Tip-toe, tip-toe rain drizzles
a merry rain: rain that brings loss to none
Oh rain! Oh breeze!
Do touch my soul
Do touch my heart
The weather there is cold and numb
Winter there is not yet gone
Make the weather inside warm
Weather is not what you see outside
It is what you feel inside
It's Raining In Wonthaggi
On the gum tree in the garden white backed magpie flutes his song
But it's raining in Wonthaggi and the wind is blowing strong
Two days back it was so balmy around twenty five degrees
It was perfect Summer weather with the faintest cooling breeze.
In south Gippsland's changing weather it can change from day to day
And the old timers who live here say it's always been this way
And when it's raining in Wonthaggi there's a strong wind from the sea
And on such inclememt weather indoors is the place to be.
And the magpie he keeps singing I can see him through the pane
And for some strange sort of reason he seems happy in the rain
Though birds sing their best and sweetest on their breeding days in Spring
On wet and changing weather you can also hear them sing.
It is windy in Wonthaggi and the rain is pouring down
And storm water drains are flooded all around the country Town
But the magpie seems quite happy he feels moved to melody
And he celebrate the downpour on high branch of old gum tree.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Four Seasons In One Day
Yesterday it was twenty degrees or so
And this morning it feels cold enough to snow
But Melbourne weather known to be that way
The place you get four Seasons in one day.
In mid morning a heavy shower of rain
And then the warming sun shine out again
And later on the wind blow to a gale
Accompanied by heavy showers of hail.
And quick as the hail storm came it then subside
This Melbourne weather like Jekyll and Hyde
The morning fine could make a sunny day
But will it rain? how can one ever say.
In Melbourne in the early days of Spring
As weather goes you expect anything
The morning fine but take your hat and coat
As four seasons in one day it has been wrote.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Whatever The Weather
I cannot understand this weather,
Or know just what to wear,
The weather man said it'll rain today,
But outside it looks quite fair.
Up above the sky looks blue,
So I presume it should be warm,
But by the time I've gotten down the stairs,
The clouds are brewing up a storm!
On one side of our great, big house,
The clouds look small and white,
But on the other, quite the opposite,
Grey and dreary is the sight.
So do I trust the weather-man,
Who often gets it wrong,
Or should I dress in layers instead,
Must my sleeves be short or long?
Will I need my winter vest on,
Do I need to take my coat,
Should I carry my umbrella,
Please tell me, what's the vote?
The other day was quite blustery,
And I needed my dear brolly,
But the wind blew it upwards,
And pinned me to my trolley.
And hats I find are no good either,
They blow off in the second,
So what to wear in hurricanes,
Is something to be reckoned.
If I choose to wear a jersey,
The sun decides to shine,
And I end up hot and sweaty,
Which is enough to make me whine.
My problem is it changes,
Quite suddenly at that,
Four seasons in an hour,
And that's no lie, but a fact.
So no matter what the weather,
I'm doomed to get it wrong,
I'll be so glad when it is summer,
So I can wear my beach sarong!
poem by Samantha Wallace
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Typical Victoria Weather
The sun it does seem to be struggling through the dark gray clouds for to shine
And though rain is in the weather forecast the day it is holding out fine
'Tis the typical sort of weather one expects of Victoria's Fall
Threatening to rain very often though on the dry side overall
A flock of silver gulls for food are begging by the forseshore on the pavement of the street
Some of them with part of one or their two legs missing and some others with very sore feet
To infections in their feet they must be quite vulnerable their handicaps with them through their short lives remain
Their crippled feet must feel painful pity for them in their pain
Returning once more to the weather the sun out and shining again
The weather forecaster may have it wrong today 'tis not likely to rain
Nature herself she is fascinating such insights from her we do gain
Yet we know so little about her as her ways as a mystery to us does remain
The scientists are learning from her and artists and writers she does inspire
And she always does fill me with wonder and her I can only admire.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Rain Tears
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Melding in torrential fears:
Chill of cloud; saddened eye-
In either way, a latent cry.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Married under sceptic jeers:
‘They'll never last.' Methinks not true, for
Either way, forever blue.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Simple love with lacy cares,
Their intercourse will ne'er refrain
From rain and tears and tears and rain.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Storm
Strange weather Im having inside my head,
This crazy atmosphere puts my mind to bed,
But the storm in my skin is the fire where youve been,
My waking eyes watch this life begin.
Here comes the storm again, love is a hurricane,
And every day that I live I will live for the rain,
Electrify me, magnify me, feel the thunder rolling through me,
Oh so mysterious, the shape of my dreams,
Love is the sky falling in.
Here comes the storm again, here comes the hurricane,
And this life that I live, I will give to the rain,
Here comes the storm again!
Light patterns to a field of light, they move and live for the rain.
Here comes the storm again, here comes the hurricane,
And this life that I live, I will give to the rain,
Here comes the storm again! again!
Here comes the storm again, bring on the clouds again,
Love is a hurricane, and I live for the rain,
I live for the rain!
song performed by by Grace Jones
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A Sign From Nature
When you hear the blackbird singing in the warmth of a Summer's day
It is a sign from Nature that rain is on the way
Since blackbirds are natural Spring songsters in Summer their songs tell of rain
From listening to Nature's wildborn creatures weather insights we do gain
Birds can be Nature's weather forecasters of such instances quite a few
But to that you may even say tell us something that is new
Of Nature's many wonders we do become aware
But she has many secrets that with us she'll never share
The blackbird one of Nature's leading songsters in the green Season of Spring
But before rain in Summer he too is known to sing
One of Nature's many weather forecasters of weather change birds know
At the ways of our Earth Mother our wonder only grow
When in the warmth of a Summer's day the blackbird's song you hear
It is a sign from Nature that rain is very near.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A Beautiful Day In December
The high woods are bathed in sunshine it is such a beautiful day
The rufous whistler he is whistling his song to his identity a give away
His kind often whistle before rain and storm perhaps a change in the weather is near
One knows it will rain in warm Summer weather when the songs of the birds one does hear
The golden billed blackbird is whistling he is singing his welcome to rain
How birds can sense change in the weather seems beyond humankind to explain
They can detect change in their environment them we tend to underestimate
The welcome rain in the warm and dry Summer Nature's minstrels happy to celebrate
The more that we learn of Nature the less about her we know we know
As the mother of all living life forms our wonder of her only grow
As well as feeding humans she feeds all life forms to our own selves we are not being true
If we do not love our Earth Mother and pay her the respect she is due
A beautiful day in December the sun shines on the woodland trees
And the songs of Nature's feathered minstrels are carrying in the gentle breeze.
poem by Francis Duggan
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In The Rain
There is such confusion in my mind
To play your illusion is so unkind
I didnt know who you were this afternoon
You said that it didnt matter and Ill see you soon
Standing here in the rain, maybe the weather will change again
Change again itll stay the bleeding same
How I met you in the first place Ill never know
But now I think I know you you;re telling me to go
You said youd be back told me to wait here just incase
But then you never arrived and Im waiting outside your place
Standing here in the rain, maybe the weather will change again
Change again itll stay the bleeding same
Standing here in the rain, maybe the weather will change again
Change again itll stay the bleeding same
There is such confusion in my mind
To play your illusion is so unkind
I didnt know who you were this afternoon
You said that doesnt matter ill see you soon
Standing here in the rain, maybe the weather will change again
Change again itll stay the bleeding same
Shame
song performed by by Madness
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Rain
Its only a little rain fall.
On a trees that are very tall.
Rain drops can fall.
On leaves that are so small.
Yet ruin or refresh who can tell.
I look up to see it all.
Rain drops are like tears.
They can remove or magnify your fears.
Weather can change before you can say swell.
Take the raindrops and tears because God will be with you still.
You are never alone at all.