Oh! Weather, Ah! Hate Poem by Ronald Chapman

Oh! Weather, Ah! Hate



Ah, hate!

Where is the small thunder storm?
The lively sleet roughly takes the thermometer down.
Cloudbursts sail like stormy hurricanes.
Endurance is a lively thunderhead.

Ooh, courage!
Never view a thunderbolt.

Stormy, stormy lightning, quietly take a dead, small tsunami.

Why does the lightning smell?
Why does the typhoon blow?
Why does the breeze panic?

The twister falls like a warm barometer.

Why does the storm smell?
Why does the gale grow?
Why does the tornado wave?

Adventure, courage, and BEAUTY.

Clouds move out!
Barometers climb!

Wow, desolation!
Wow, destruction!

DEVOTION, death, and desolation.

Courage is an old twister.
Courage is rebuilding.

Ah, love!

Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: weather
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