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Sunday, August 23, 2009


For Monday Poetry Train Revisited


Long time waiting for rain to stop
Glance through window for a forecast
Biting wind brings winter to May
Obstinate clouds attach to sky
Then a crack in the old man’s face
Lips of cloud part in a smile
A fleeting flash of an idea
As a steady shaft of warmth exudes

Not even the wind dare disturb it

A memory of former glory?
Or a promise of summer to come?
Just as the promise you broke last year?
Or is it a declaration?
A battle cry to win the day
And prove your personality
Is strong enough to rule the sky
Undiluted by wind and rain?

An eye appears and opens wide
Then another follows suit
The smile becomes a gaping yawn
Blows hard into the stubborn wind
Dispersing grey, revealing blue
Transforming winter into spring

One day…two personalities


  1. Thanks Missy; More like a nightmare - a recurring one...but it just takes a flash of sun to transform the day...
    And yes...I've seen snow in May...in England...!
    (It rarely even snows in REAL winter...)

  2. a lovely visual poem. Weather like that happens down here in NZ too - teasing us with promises often not kept.

  3. We get the same taunting days in Nova Scotia. It's why people here dress in weatherproof layers...

  4. Thanks to:
    David; It gives us something to talk about.
    Julia; In summer in UK, it's tee shirts daytime; hats and scarves at night.

  5. "Lips of cloud part in smile...." such a beautiful way to put forth. Good one Stan.

  6. Thanks Swapnap; I guess every cloud has a silver lining.

  7. great way to describe the changing weather and the excitement of the coming spring.. Nice work

  8. Thanks Old Grizz; Sometimes - in Manchester - you can experience all four seasons in just one day...!