Weather Poems
Suffering the Consequences
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
It's been a while since I went out
I stare through the window
And watch the blue skies
Every day, I wait for rain
But it's the third day of heat
And I am feeling it
As I stay in the cellar
Trying to get cool
Hoping to get relief
I could never stand this weather
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We Refugees
by Benjamin Zephaniah
I come from a musical place
Where they shoot me for my song
And my brother has been tortured
By my brother in my land.
I come from a beautiful place
Where they hate my shade of skin
They don't like the way I pray
And they ban free poetry.
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Poem In October
by Dylan Thomas
It was my thirtieth year to heaven
Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood
And the mussel pooled and the heron
Priested shore
The morning beckon
With water praying and call of seagull and rook
And the knock of sailing boats on the net webbed wall
Myself to set foot
That second
In the still sleeping town and set forth.
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Youth And Age
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying,
Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee -
Both were mine! Life went a-maying
With Nature, Hope, and Poesy,
When I was young!
When I was young? -Ah, woeful When!
Ah! for the change 'twixt Now and Then!
This breathing house not built with hands,
This body that does me grievous wrong,
O'er aery cliffs and glittering sands
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Great Are The Myths
by Walt Whitman
GREAT are the myths--I too delight in them;
Great are Adam and Eve--I too look back and accept them;
Great the risen and fallen nations, and their poets, women, sages,
inventors, rulers, warriors, and priests.
Great is Liberty! great is Equality! I am their follower;
Helmsmen of nations, choose your craft! where you sail, I sail,
I weather it out with you, or sink with you.
Great is Youth--equally great is Old Age--great are the Day and
Night;
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Suffering the Consequences
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
It's been a while since I went out
I stare through the window
And watch the blue skies
Every day, I wait for rain
But it's the third day of heat
And I am feeling it
As I stay in the cellar
Trying to get cool
Hoping to get relief
I could never stand this weather
......
Gray skies outside the window
by Mario Odekerken
The sky forgets
how to be anything but gray.
It leans against the glass,
dull and unspeaking,
like someone
who has run out of questions.
A tree stands still,
barely moved by the wind
that doesn't care to arrive.
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Hitzewelle
by Mario Odekerken
Flirrende Luft steht,
die Straßen schlafen vor Glut,
kein Windhauch weht mehr.
Die Welt schmilzt in das Schweigen,
alles sehnt sich nach dem Regen.
Hittegolf
by Mario Odekerken
Zinderende lucht,
de straten slapen van hitte,
geen zuchtje te zien.
De wereld smelt in stilte,
alles wacht op wat regen.
Heatwave
by Mario Odekerken
Shimmering still air,
the streets lie quiet with heat,
not a breeze in sight.
The world melts into silence,
all things wait for drops of rain.
