Poem -

My handy weather app

My handy weather app

Grey is the drab colour that I feel
today, tho I reckon I’d be tickled pink if this dismal rain would go away

Thundery downpours drenching everything in it’s wake causing mayhem for drivers with massive floods for heaven’s sake

Where on earth does all this come from ? Surely we have had enough, now our reservoirs are overfilling with too much of the wet stuff

As I scan thru my ‘Met office’ my handy weather app,  apprehensively praying for some improvements with a tap

I am in disbelief can all I read be true, it shows nothing but low pressure yet it is August too

Dear me how depressing it’s indoors for me again, I really need some fresh air walking to stop me going insane
 

Like 1 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
Angel

HI Jill I can relate we have had 4 heatwaves in a row yuk
before that we had rain galore it broke a record now 
we broke another record for heat this yr I can relate.

Reply
author
Jill Tait

Aww Angel thanks luv well can you send a little sunshine our way please :) xxx

Reply
Poem -

An English castle 💙

An English castle 💙

Up cobbled slopes stoney and steep, I am on the top turret of the coastline castle keep

I look at...

Poem -

Mother nature cried🥲

Mother nature cried🥲

The highest heavens opened up yon floodgates in the shrouded skies

As Mother nature sighed and...

Poem -

Me and my music💕

Me and my music💕

I am lying, loving listening to my favourite songs, from that local station on the radio

It’s just...

Latest poems in Narrative, Speculative, Verse

Poem -

YOU CAN RISE ABOVE

YOU CAN RISE ABOVE

If you want to Stay Down or Where You Are Go Ahead and Turn The Page...

If you want to Rise Above...

Poem -

Coping

Coping

I almost ran out of care, then it took one scare, to make me appreciate the air, each day is just another...

Poem -

The Spirit of the River

Where The Rivers Run

The Spirit of the River

I heard a voice in midnight's grace,
Whispering names through time and space.
“Lazarus,” he...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com