#cloudburst
Cloudburst, downpour let it touch down, top down.
Make tears of the clouds wash off negativity till infinity.
Flush away diseases in the life's systems.
Let it fall top downpour vaccine, ignite the machine.
peace Earth pleases hearts. 💕
Apr 28, 2023
Apr 28, 2023 at 5:01 AM UTC
"THROUGH _ALL THE_ *********
*_whenever it feels so tiring, when it seems the world is smashing down after a cloudburst, of course even through all the *********
_Let courage uphold. The ability to sustain negative effects is bravery._ honesty and integrity, _loyalty delivers from slavery._
When we can't get moving, we get growing.
#c9_fm
Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 4:37 AM UTC
you were not the first,
but my beating heart cloudburst.
you were not the one,
but you still shined like the sun.
maybe it's time to give it up,
the last sip from my death cup.
yours is my hardest try
and yours is my hardest cry.
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 10:24 PM UTC
sky wears a shimmer,
as black clouds stop dance for now;
run up for cloudburst!
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 2:57 PM UTC
showers set the tune,
torrents drum on the high roof;
cloud burst change the tack.
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 7:52 AM UTC
Two billion years ago
the river we call Colorado
opened a **** in the Kaibab Plateau
sculpting sandstone, granite, and limestone spectra
on the rugged canyon walls -
reflecting the seering Arizona sun.
Millennial torrents scoured the surface.
Juniper and Aspen, torn from the expanding banks,
****** into the river's red-stained vortex.
All the while the restless Colorado,
obedient to gravity's law,
scoured its bed a mile below the rim.
The last dinosaur perished - choked by volcanic soot.
Pangaea rumbled, groaned and split
and an eye-blink ago our African parents
stood to take their first faltering steps.
Their progeny crossed the Bering bridge
roaming south to build stone shelters
tucked against these canyon walls.
Did the Havasupai huddle in fright
of the jagged firelight searing the skies -
pounding the air across the hollows?
And emerging at storm’s end
did they gaze at the rainbow mist
spread over the buttes and valleys?
After dusk, with fires withering to embers,
did they rest supine,
heads pillowed on their arms,
pondering the jewel case universe above?
November, 2006
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 10:51 AM UTC
*Tell yourself to breathe
as the stratosphere is falling,
imagining verses tumbling
midst downpours' dissension,
sans sentimentality's
loquacious language,
and the land is left barren
as verbosity disintegrates
and emotions wholly perish
'neath fickle cloudbursts
of poetry's extinction*
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 7:12 AM UTC