Whatever the Weather
Whatever the weather
They’ll tether the weather
Whether we like it or not
Spinning tales of global warming
Hidden in facts hard to deny
Hand in hand they invite us in
Duplicity helps… I cannot lie
Still the clouds reveal the tool
Punching holes in the ionosphere
Searching for unlimited fuel
Cannibals that show no fear
Tesla’s work in the hands of fools
Reckless in their thirst for power
The earth slows down, presently
The weather changes by the hour
Floods, Cyclones, Earthquakes
On scales never before seen
Intensified search for power
Shakes the earth on its axis
Experiments pierce the sky
Deaths Angel plays this Haarp
Slicing through the ionosphere
Disrupting nature yet unknown
Cause and affect the code ignored
Blundering on the woodpecker
Removes, disturbs, unbalances
Waves rise, Earth plates twisted
Unleashed power, brings devastation
Distracted, whilst they weave
Consequences of the deadly games
Hidden in full sight, beneath our skies
Masked in tales of global warming
Conspiracy theories hide their lies
Lust for power will cost the earth
Flight of fancy or of fear
We’ll know tomorrow,
Tomorrows here…
Whatever the weather
They’ll tether the weather
Whether we like it, or not.
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poem by Adrian Wait
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H.a.a.r.p!
h.a.a.r.p,
military ionosphere buster!
global vandalism...
change the weather...
earthquakes, tornadoes,
hurricanes....
mental manipulation!
crowd control...
cutting through the ionosphere
like a knife...
the power to change
the universe, both without,
and within....
the power to control....
men playing gods
wearing demonic shoes!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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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.
Power of repair
Power of repair
Global warning
Global warning
There was a roar in the world.
However, in February the roar is converting into another roar.
It is of snowfall & chided weather all over the world.
There are so many wonders in nature’s creativity.
No body can define them clearly.
However, I feel that the nature have a great power
to repair the defects made by the men
to destruct the nature on the earth.
poem by Vijay Gupta
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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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The Winter Came Back Once Again
We had some days
That the weather was mild
But the winter came back once again
I feel that is some kind of punishment to us
Or maybe somebody is trying to fool us
If somebody is trying to fool us
The only person that I can think that would do that
Is God
Because he has the power in his hands
To change the weather
Whenever he wants
You see he doesn't need to ask for permision
Because he owns the earth
And that is fair enough
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Tesla’s Dream
Wireless power to unite the earth
Tesla dreamt, power freely transmitted
all over the earth, picked up by a simple
receiver
Electrical energy beamed to large
cities – even ships at sea, power
broadcast in a dramatic financial
revolution
Shifting the power and status of
many nations on earth – all because
the earth is alive with electric
vibrations
Acting as a giant conductor of
electric signals – Tesla wrote of
Transmitting Electric Energy sans
Wires
In a world-wide power system
pumping energy into the earth
picked up by detectors: HOW is
unclear
Maybe using the voltage difference
between the earth and upper
atmosphere…
(From: David Peat “In Search of Nikola Tesla”)
poem by Margaret Alice
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Big Switch Off
We sleep, eat, walk and work,
Day to day things,
not thinking of the earth.
The polution,
The dirty filthy air its having to breathe.
As we drink our morning juice,
As we work our shift,
every light switch left on is slowly heating this earth.
Those poor animals,
Unable to survive this.
We may have survived this once,
But they did not.
As the earth heats
We will talk our mindless chatter
We will worry our heads of many things.
As the earth heats,
And weather changes
We complain about the ever changing weather
The uncontrolable weather
The Extreme weather
We dont think 'actually this is our fault'
This is our fault
We are causing this.
Tonight I turned off the lights,
Sat in the Dark
It was peacefull
It was to save our futures.
It was to save our childrens and our childrens children.
As the Earth heats
Think of how to help it and ease its suffering.
poem by Rosalita Fernandez
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Nature Has No Mother
Hearing the thunder and the rain, some on the earth will never explain,
That it’s God from His Habitation, up in Heaven, the God of Creation.
Mother Nature, He’s called by some, souls which are spiritually dumb,
Those lacking the spiritual capacity, they have eyes which cannot see.
Ordering the weather they speak of, is the Creator, Who reigns above.
In their reasoning many deny, The Lord, our God, Who reigns on High,
From God’s Heavenly Habitation, He rules over each and every nation.
What many just don’t understand, is all comes forth from God’s Hand,
As The Lord, Himself does birth, all the weather that falls on this earth,
Dispersing that rain, ice and snow; in ways which many may not know.
God, Who made the sun stand still, fully, for His Purpose and His Will,
Is He, Who made the Red Sea dry, while Moses lifted his staff up high.
Many men today attribute all they see, to their science and technology,
This, coupled with their own vanity, they disregard The God of Eternity,
As Mother Nature is to blame, or thank for the sunshine, so they claim.
God told Job that He dispersed, all weather’s elements upon the earth,
And as the snow and rains increase, that men’s labor, He would cease,
So God’s work they would know, through all weather God would show.
But many consider not God’s Ways, to give to Him the ultimate praise,
Or the reverence that’s due to Him, in this world that’s darkened by sin.
(Copyright ©03/2010)
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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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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The Weather Maker
The Weather Maker reigns above, creating all weather we speak of,
The One and Only True Creator, from both the poles to the equator,
Over this planet that we call earth, He’s the Only One who can birth,
All the weather that men shall see, upon all the lands and every sea.
God alone hides the day’s light, with ominous clouds dark as night,
And whether it is snow, hail or rain, it is The Lord, Who does ordain,
All earth’s precipitation, as it falls, while, God’s mighty thunder rolls,
With piercing lights from the sky, as His lightning catches every eye.
All the winds blow where they may, whether it is the night or the day,
Winds blowing, as The Maker wills, as His purpose, The Lord fulfills,
God stirring up many angry waves, in an ocean that rants and raves,
Or moving wind on desert sands, creating dust storms on the lands.
Hurricane winds, by Him, are spawn, as their path, by God, is drawn,
With tornados, also cutting their path, from God’s destructive Wrath,
This as the very Finger of God, scores the very ground that we trod,
As The Lord God shows His Power, both day and night, at any hour.
This is The Creator, known by some, showing to all, what is to come,
Upon this earth, created by Him, that has been tainted, by man’s sin,
For soon, He’ll purge from this world, all of the evil, sin has unfurled,
Filling it with eternal joy and mirth, when our God makes a New Earth.
(Copyright ©05/2010)
Power Displayed
As the snow fall blankets the earth, we get a glimpse of nature’s worth,
Seeing the things done only by God, when He touches the earthly sod,
With a deep cold and its chill, surrounding an area at the Creator’s Will,
With many waters in winter’s hold, God turns them to ice in all that cold.
With the snow painting a scenic view, in full vision of both me and you,
Scenes which by many are viewed, yet by some the initiator is skewed,
For The Lord is the weather changer, not one, some call Mother Nature,
As God paints with His sovereign brush, in the midst of our winter rush.
But, that pace the Lord stops fast, with both ice and snow that will last,
And for ever long as God wills it to, in altering the pace of me and you,
Friend the Lord God does the same, when using floods and heavy rain,
With just water to change the pace, of the much misguided human race.
And it’s not just a season or two, for we see His power all year through,
Within the rain, snow, wind and hail, God’s Power on earth does not fail,
But, what truly fails are men’s hearts, when from the Lord a soul departs,
Rejecting The God of all Creation, they turn to simple man’s explanation.
Yet, having no sense of Godly fear, they fail to explain why we are here,
Dismissing all thought of a Creator, they have no need to seek a Savior,
Even as He displays power on earth, they lean on man’s temporal worth,
And soon the power of The Son, will be displayed on earth for everyone.
(Copyright ©01/2009)
I do not find the supposed scientific consensus among my colleagues. Curiously, it is a feature of man-made global warming that every fact confirms it: rising temperatures or decreasing temperatures. No matter what the weather, some model of global warming offers a watertight explanation.
quote by Javier Cuadros
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Mrs. Sandman
Mrs. Sandman
You brought me the sun in the sky
And the sun is shining here on the earth also
Mrs. Sandman
I know that I won't see the sun everyday here on earth
Because it is not you that plans the weather
And it is God that plans the weather for us
Because that is God's job to do
Also I am afraid that we can't steal that job from God
And if God gave us that job of weather planing that would be fine
With us
But I am afraid that he is not going to do that
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Would you bet your paycheck on a weather forecast for tomorrow? If not, then why should this country bet billions on global warming predictions that have even less foundation?
quote by Thomas Sowell
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To hell with your lies...
I was raised to know the name of God,
But now his name has no power.
I have seen a world cleansed of lies,
Washed away like dirt in a shower...
The tales of a kingdom beyond this earth,
Only reached when the body dies.
These follies exist for fools to follow,
Without thought they swallow the lies...
This power still has fooled so many,
But no longer shall I be your tool.
You may have tricked everyone else,
I see your lies, I am no longer your fool...
For here I stand with sight renewed,
My words float across the skies.
Listen close you'll here them say,
To hell with your Gods and to hell with your lies! ! ...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Enigma
Split!
The earth shakes.
The weather changes,
To bring heartache.
The seasons are overlapping,
And no one can explain.
Accept to say...
A global warming is being displayed.
No comrephension comes of it.
A mystery that is hidden...
Complex and void of understanding.
Comes without invitation and sits.
An enigma to confuse and sustain.
To maintain and delude!
Diluting a mindset conscious.
Afflicting a fear into the mix.
And pulling away from a normalcy,
Once fit to strut...
In denouncements of nonconformists,
Who utter objections to a way of life.
In an enigma they are!
Between an ascent that descends upon them...
A turning point that spins away from 'reason'!
For purposes to clear,
And begin anew.
Whether or not,
Agendas scheduled to address it are made.
This enigma values not the thoughts of man.
Or desires to control on demand.
This is an evolution that visits.
To transfix what was...
With all elements perceived,
Involved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Solar Maximum
events are happening
on global galactic scale
weather increasingly
more violent storms
solar maximum
is a natural cycle
solar flares flame
kinda hard to tell
when scientists
are telling the truth
beating around the Bush
had over a thousand
scientists in his pocket
stating crisis global warming
a false fantasy does not exist
so no expense carbon tax paid
or reduction in industrial profit
political climate
certainly got hotter
hurricane records
unprecedented judgement
in sharp shift weather patterns
deeming Bush disagreeable
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Global Warning
GLOBAL WARNING
The earth rose out of chaos,
the earth was alone,
God provided man to earth
both of them started living harmoniously
man loved nature
nature provided man everything
man won the world through science
reached on moon
forgot the earth
engulfed in new materialistic pleasures
forgot ozone layer
done the nuclear explosion
increased pollution
filled the earth with dust and smoke
forgot nature
global warming is increasing
the survival of man is decreasing
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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The Power Behind All
Rolling thunder is what men hear, as The Lord’s storm draws near,
With lightning piercing the sky, from the Lord, Who reigns on high,
From the clouds above the earth, one more storm, God shall birth,
Beyond all that man understands, it’s not nature, but God’s Hands.
Some folks call it an Act of God, when a disaster strikes this sod,
But it’s God providing abundantly, in all the rain and snow we see,
And as tornados come into sight, we see God’s Power and Might,
As that funnel scores the earth, with a channel of remarkable girth.
As hurricanes appear from nowhere, creating damage everywhere,
Even the unbelievers have a sense, there’s a coming recompense,
For this world, that has lost its way, living life in their godless way,
Glorifying not the Creator and Lord, but by many remains ignored.
Through that rain, ice and snow, God is revealed, not many know,
Revealed, so every eye will see, the works of The God of Eternity,
Just a sample of what’s to come, to be seen by all, not just some,
And everyone, some defiantly, will recognize, The God of Eternity.
As you see the weather’s power, know it’s God behind the shower,
When you’re stuck in snow or ice, God would have you think twice,
To know the one behind Creation, the Author of all men’s salvation,
And come to His Son, Jesus Christ, The Power behind Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©03/2011)