Weather Poems
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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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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O Captain! My Captain!
by Walt Whitman
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10
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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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The Only Child
by Katharine Tynan
Lest he miss other children, lo!
His angel is his playfellow.
A riotous angel two years old,
With wings of rose and curls of gold.
There on the nursery floor together
They play when it is rainy weather,
Building brick castles with much pain,
Only to knock them down again.
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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.
Rain
by Ghairo Daniels
[Poets Note : This poem was placed 1st in an International Poetry Contest ]
rain shine so divine
sprinkle blessings kissings wet ~
feet in leather boots
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Rain-shine sound patter
mad hatter
Alice lost in whimper drops
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haiku 8 : winter
by Ghairo Daniels
haiku 8 : winter
lightning slashed her Heart
tears falling, feet cold crying …
thunder roars laughter
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2025
