Weather

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What the weatherman says

Batten down the hatches
It is windy storms ahead
So says my weather vane
On the top...

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Feeling like Winter

Late afternoon & it is pitch black
Autumns said goodbye,
Winter months are back
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Pitter patter on my window...

Pitter patter on our window pane

Liistening to the patter
Pittering on my pane
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SUNSHINE AND SHOWERS

SUNSHINE AND SHOWERS

It's a sunshine and showers kind of day
One moment the umbrella goes up and then it goes away...

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A Brighter Land

We began dressing the ground,
Blessing our land with a winter coat,
Along with a harsher...

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Rollon Spring

Been A Long Winter

Oh how I wish that Spring was here
Birds chirping early mornings
...

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Oceans Rage

Oceans Rage

Waves violently crashing ,
upon the mystic shore.
The wind roars with thunder ,
as...

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Mr & Mrs Weathers

Mr & Mrs Weathers

Mr Jimmy Frost & Mrs Mary Ice
They were married on a cloud
...

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The Clouds Are Back

The Clouds Are Back

And now it seems our long hot summer,has been halted in its tracks
The rain and storm of our usual...

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Comments on Seasons

Comments on Seasons

Scorched and tinder dry,our landscape is
And yes,this is England,not used to summers like this...

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Windy

Windy

Gazing out the window
leaves shaped by winds blow

Kids on bikes
mischievous tykes...

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Unquestionable questions

I am still searching
For the right answer
Why do you keep it apart
My questions keep...

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Longing For Summer

Longing For Summer

Like little blisters of rainwater,on every blade of grass
Brought by continuing murk and mist,that...

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It is hot as shit

It is hot as shit

Yeah it is hot
today
a Little
sweat
off the brow
have some things...

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Angry for what

Angry for what

Why am I so angry?
Unaccepting of the things I should accept
Asking myself why
Why bad...

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Springtime

Spring is on its way my favourite time of year,
the birds start to sing they are so pretty to hear...

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Sunny

Sunny

Illuminating bustle rang through the concrete rivers . Basilica bells rang lessons devoured through this...