Weather
11
Spring is trying to reform.
She’s been such a cold bitch
even the crows are pissed off.
But just when we think she’s
going to turn over a new leaf
who should come along
but Snow White.
Actually, it wasn’t so bad in my little corner of Wisconsin today. That’s what’cha for being behind with writing.
He Said – She Said
-Photo by Mary Bach
“…I don’t just wish you rain, Beloved – I wish you the beauty of storms…”
-John Geddes
Weather Report
It’s grey today, and drizzling
inside my head
clouds gather behind my eyes
Outside the sun is burning
stars are turning
and the world hurtles
on
Looking out the window
I see only the fog
of my breath,
condensed
Then, without warning,
I storm
This is a Quadrille, or a poem of exactly 44 words for dVerse Poets’ Pub. And Mish has asked us to include some form of the word, “drizzle.”
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