.
on this quiet night?
.
I ask my friend
.
to help me fend.
.
Weather, she said.
.
Weather instead.
.
Weather and Whether
.
straight from your head.
.
Okay, okay
it's weather today.
.
.
Ode to Weather
.
Am I insane
.
to love the rain?
.
To let my feet
.
Get soaked complete?
.
Keeping dry?
.
I don't even try.
.
.
Do I get toasted
.
When I get roasted?
.
I let sunlight through
.
And when I do
.
I'm cozywarm
.
in a sun filled storm.
.
.
I love to see a saucer moon
.
Just above a sandy dune
.
I like the glow
.
It helps me know.
.
Hello Moon, here's the deal:
.
I love those beams that aren't quite real.
.
.
And when the wind whistles
.
I feel grand tickles
What should I write
.on this quiet night?
.
I ask my friend
.
to help me fend.
.
Weather, she said.
.
Weather instead.
.
Weather and Whether
.
straight from your head.
.
Okay, okay
it's weather today.
.
.
Ode to Weather
.
Am I insane
.
to love the rain?
.
To let my feet
.
Get soaked complete?
.
Keeping dry?
.
I don't even try.
.
.
Do I get toasted
.
When I get roasted?
.
I let sunlight through
.
And when I do
.
I'm cozywarm
.
in a sun filled storm.
.
.
I love to see a saucer moon
.
Just above a sandy dune
.
I like the glow
.
It helps me know.
.
Hello Moon, here's the deal:
.
I love those beams that aren't quite real.
.
.
And when the wind whistles
.
I feel grand tickles
.
Even if I blow away
.
I'm confident I stay
.
Planked to ground
.
Lost but here--found!
Even if I blow away
.
I'm confident I stay
.
Planked to ground
.
Lost but here--found!
.
.
Whether weather
.
is a feather,
.
Whether weather
.
is a feather,
.
a piece of leather,
.
a trendy setter.
.
I love it all
.
spring or fall
.
snow or sleet
.
Whether complete.
.
.
So my friend
.
I'm at the end.
.
Weather I tried
.
I hope I complied.
.
♥
I love your weather & whether
ReplyDeleteI love the wind
x robyn
That is one heck of a nice poem. Love it
ReplyDeleteMe thinks you should ask the weather whether or not you are a masochist? you like snow & rain? You are insane.
ReplyDeleteThere are days when I love to see the rain or snow, especially when I'm home. There is something amazingly cozy about it, and I love that my plants are being watered for me.
ReplyDeleteclap clap clap bravo!
ReplyDeletehow CLEVER.
i LOVE the weather
poem.
but my dear
what's the deal?
moon beams
aren't real?
and i too love the rain
it's the snow
i don't know.
xxx
lori
p.s. when i rhyme
like a silly goose
it kinda reminds me
of dr.seuss.
I'm not feeling clever enough to rhyme back to you today :(
ReplyDeleteI did enjoy yours though! And Lori's and Walking Man's.
yet,
Dare I be so bold
to say I HATE the cold?
But I love the snow
and the quiet glow
of embers burning in the fire.
Summers heat makes me feel beat,
humidity knocks me off my feet.
Trouble breathing, tempers seething,
a nice chilled wine, somewhat appeasing;)
It's Fall that I like best of all,
crispy breezes, confetti falls
around my feet and fills the streets~
Yes, this season is hard to beat.
xoxo♥
Written by Emily???
ReplyDeleteThe verse gives a fresh feeling. Sort of Lewis Carroll effect.
While reading I recalled age old famous Bengali (India) poetry.
I remember once I tried to write a 'nonsense verse' but couldn't weave sense in nonsense so I stopped there. :-D
You sure complied in my book! Yes, all sorts of weather are exciting and the best reminders that we are alive.
ReplyDeleterobyn, i love the wind too but even more i love the sun and the moon :)
ReplyDeletewhy thank you ms. mim
mark, definitely insane, i don't even complain
cs, yes, i too love the cozy part of it all. this time of year i can burn wood in my fireplace and that scent and sound alone is instant cozy for me.
lori, what was i thinking
i must have been drinking
of course moon beams are true
and good friendship too
lo, no poem you can write
when not not feeling right?
hahahaha!
you rhyme like your art
i love every part!
shubhajit, i was just thinking about 'the cat in the hat' and wishing wishing i could rhyme like that. it's not to be because i'm not dr. suess but me. still i love to try and love when you stop by. ♥
lydia, sometimes i have TOO MANY reminders that i'm alive!!!! but i know what you mean. the world's quite a scene.
and part of the deal
Must be wet where you are. Fun poem. Pretty hydragena too. Mine all all gone.
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