Tag: storm
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Winter Moods; The Storm
Watching and waiting for it to come
I watch the mountains, each one in turn
Then my eyes find what I'm looking for
12.12.2006
by
Mitchell Thompson
I stand alone in the middle of the fieldWatching and waiting for it to come
I watch the mountains, each one in turn
Then my eyes find what I'm looking for
Painted desert distant storm
A painted desert
Warm with the colours of your palette
And I can see you on the horizon
27.09.2006
by
emily siebauer
Here I amA painted desert
Warm with the colours of your palette
And I can see you on the horizon
The Storm
but you are stealing my heart the way lightning steals the sky.
There is a storm brewing on the rocky cliffs of my heart
and it would destroy me if we had to be apart.
25.04.2006
by
tnsweetie262003
I don't know how and I don't know why, but you are stealing my heart the way lightning steals the sky.
There is a storm brewing on the rocky cliffs of my heart
and it would destroy me if we had to be apart.
Through the Storm
From under the burden I bore.
I reached into emptiness
Expecting much more.
05.11.2005
by
keylimepie
I called out to GodFrom under the burden I bore.
I reached into emptiness
Expecting much more.
The storm
you know what's coming next.
Confrontation, drama,
the things you don't want.
24.10.2005
by
ivy ellene S.
A preconceived notion,you know what's coming next.
Confrontation, drama,
the things you don't want.
The Storm
02.10.2005
by
Keriann Denney
As the rain falls down the cars ride the town. There's a girl that sits inside her window putting on a frown. That girl sits still and on her desk she writes. She thinks of you and looks to see if you're still out of site.A Storm is Coming
A storm is coming from the south to the north, east to the west.
A storm is coming and no one will be left.
A storm is coming, who will stay, who will live to see another day.
14.09.2005
by
Micheal
A storm is coming and no one knows.A storm is coming from the south to the north, east to the west.
A storm is coming and no one will be left.
A storm is coming, who will stay, who will live to see another day.
Painted Desert, Distant Storm
Here I am
A painted desert
Warm with the colours of your palette
And I can see you on the horizon
My storm.
14.03.2005
by
Archive
Submitted by Emily SiebauerHere I am
A painted desert
Warm with the colours of your palette
And I can see you on the horizon
My storm.
Storm Waiting to Happen
E-mail: ctpoet4muse@aol.com
My gentle waves of love shall never sleep,
upon that island which you call your bed;
you'd be surprised the secrets I would keep,
loose ships sink ships, I'd harbor them instead.
24.01.2005
by
ctpoet4muse
Submitted by Bryon D. HowellE-mail: ctpoet4muse@aol.com
My gentle waves of love shall never sleep,
upon that island which you call your bed;
you'd be surprised the secrets I would keep,
loose ships sink ships, I'd harbor them instead.
After the storm
E-mail: wexican13@yahoo
Your words go on like the thunder not knowing when i will crumble,
your eyes like a flash of ligthning glaring at me i can only blink,
thinking of ways to make things better,
i understand if you blame for trying,
10.01.2005
by
Archive
Submitted by eliseo ignacio ortizE-mail: wexican13@yahoo
Your words go on like the thunder not knowing when i will crumble,
your eyes like a flash of ligthning glaring at me i can only blink,
thinking of ways to make things better,
i understand if you blame for trying,
Winter Storm
E-mail: babyphatsista@yahoo.com
Trust is something that is very little these days
But it is something that always seems to stand in my way
I feel without trust there is no love
So I protect myself like a hand inside a glove
13.12.2004
by
babyphatsista
Submitted by Meggan StevensE-mail: babyphatsista@yahoo.com
Trust is something that is very little these days
But it is something that always seems to stand in my way
I feel without trust there is no love
So I protect myself like a hand inside a glove
The storm
E-mail: nnickynila@aol.com
A lonely stormy night,
the wind blew violently,
forcing the leaves from the trees...
Making the old church yard,
look cluttered,
looking out of my window,
at all the old graves....
08.12.2004
by
Archive
Submitted by Nicola AshcroftE-mail: nnickynila@aol.com
A lonely stormy night,
the wind blew violently,
forcing the leaves from the trees...
Making the old church yard,
look cluttered,
looking out of my window,
at all the old graves....
Within a storm
E-mail: MikesHoochie69@aol.com
Addressed to my ba: Mike
He knows who he is and he know it me and him together forever! Almost three years and still going strong!
****************************
27.09.2004
by
MikesHoochie69
Submitted by Tara Melina Gonzalez E-mail: MikesHoochie69@aol.com
Addressed to my ba: Mike
He knows who he is and he know it me and him together forever! Almost three years and still going strong!
****************************
eye of the storm
the only part not pointless
you have set me free
by trapping my heart
01.09.2004
by
hendrix7070
Love is the eye of the stormthe only part not pointless
you have set me free
by trapping my heart
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