Teardrops

Poetry, Weather

The thought of it just being the

Evolution of evaporation

and condensation, doesn’t

ring true with me. Up there with the

Deity, helping create the mountains and

Rivers, the angels have heard their boss

On occasion when he’s hit his thumb with a hammer

Precipitation? Maybe if you are solely a geographer

Something tells me it’s the angels crying!

Two Quarrelling Brothers

Poetry, Weather

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I sat watching by the window

as two quarrelling brothers

traded blows over a tree outside

both lay claim on this tall green beauty

and each tried their hardest to get it for themselves

but as day turned into night

the tree stayed rooted to its spot

and neither brother got what they wanted

opting to play with some fallen leaves instead

Thoughts

Clouds, Poetry, Weather

#Thoughts #Bubbles #Marshmallows #Clouds

Salford 9th July 2018

The light little cirrus and stratus

help themselves to their

own little place in the sky

until the cloud departs they’ll be overlooked by the

great thinker of the skies himself – cumulonimbus – who’s

happily floating over the air

thinking about their next destination

some might call them Marshmallows, others call them ‘thought stores’

Dancing with the wind

Poetry, Weather

Salford 1st March 2018

I’ve been told today was supposed to be the start of spring in the UK.  Here’s a piece about the reality!….Inky.

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They came from the east

various different snow shapes

dropping from the cotton wool clouds

to engage in a dance

with the cold northern winds

and as mercury heads closer to the sun for warmth

it retreats toward the thermometer bulb

its not sub zero yet – but it just feels like it