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Poetry Weather

Lightning

Like a flash in the pan

It appears from the clouds

Going quickly through the atmosphere

Heading for the ground

Thunder noisily telling you that

not that far away – buckets of water will be falling soon

Illuminating that message in brief bursts

Night skies lit up in a spectacular display – it’s

Going to get wet – very soon….

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Nature Poetry Weather writing

Another Oulipo

Re-write of Louis Macneice’s poem “Snow” with the N+7 rule

Here’s the Original poem


And here’s my response after replacing all the nouns with seven nouns ahead, following the Oulipo rules

Once again i did the rewrite using Longmans Pocket Dictionary as my source for words in the new poem

I call it “Decadent Shipwreck

The rosary was suddenly rich and the great beach-head was

Spawning Snuff and Pink Rosewood against it

Soundlessly Collateral and incompatible

Wrack is suddener than we fancy it

Wrack is crazier and more of it than we think

Incorrigably Plywood, I peel and portion

a tannoy, Spit the pippins, and feel

the drunkenness of thistles being various

And the firebug flames with a bubbling soundtrack for wrack

Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes

On the tool, On the eyeglass, On the Earlybird in the pans of ones Handhold

There is more than glassworks tween the snuff and the rosewoods

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Poetry Seasons Weather

Snowing

#Weather #Lockdown #Poetry

The idea : imagine it snows constantly for 30 years – and then it stops…..

Strange….the snowflakes aren’t falling today

no more than a mouse has come

out to the house

where i live

Mum and dad are at our kid’s

so i’m sat under a rug

watching BBC News

all nice and snug

Wireless classics from out on the stage

and comedy recordings for a digital age

kept me occupied and going

off the page

But its starting to melt,

the snow and the ice

with the thermometer rising

its feeling quite nice

Need a shovel – not a boat

but i’ll be wearing my big coat

as to the shop i go

dressed like an eskimo

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Acrostic Outdoor Pursuits Outdoors Poetry Weather

Storm

#writephoto #storm

Somethings Brewing…..(Photo prompt from Sue Vincent)


#beyondthestorm #writephoto

Something told you it wasn’t going to be a

Terrific idea to venture onto the hills today, but

Of course you were out voted – as you and your pals

Rambled up the public footpath, seeking out paradise –

Maybe you could discuss what you found in that shelter – Atop the hill

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Acrostic Poetry Weather

Caught (in the fog)

Salford, 19th January 2020

#weather #fog

Christmas and New Year is over, but winters still here

A patchwork of heavy cloud, lies low – hiding church spires

Until it lifts – it’s difficult to get anywhere

Gravitating over roads and field alike

Hard to make out the silhouettes in the Pea Soup

The landmarks fizzle out the further they’re away

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Poetry Weather

Frosted

#Winter #Grass #frost #fowc

You could tell that winter was here

for each blade of grass

was sitting in the place it was rooted

unable to move – why ?

Tiny little ice crystals were holding them tight

only moving for the giant boot

coming across the field

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Animals Poetry Weather

Through the snowfall

#writephoto

A response to the latest Thursday Photo Prompt from Sue Vincent

Seems the noble prince of the forest

Never misses the opportunity to go for a run

Out in all weathers, but

When it gets too heavy, you will

Find him, under the nearest

Arbour of an evergreen for shelter

Leaves of the evergreen – perfect cover till he

Leaps from under it when the snow has stopped

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Acrostic Seasons Summer Warm Weather

face in the clouds

Salford 29th July 2019

smiling clouds
Smiling cloud – image c/0 flickr hivemind

#Weather #Seasons #Summer #Acrostic

Summer sees me ignore the cirrus and and stratus

Taking in the rays peering through summers marshmallows

Reality is – something’s been smiling floating in the air

A smiling cloud, happy in the blue

Tears ? not today…and when Ra gets a little bit to fierce

A fluffy cloud and his chums are there to provide a bit of cover

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Acrostic Poetry Weather

Mist

17th June 2019

#fowc #mist

The morning light falls

through fallen marshmallow

difficult to look through

just by looking

lights dipped low

as it slowly whirls around

noting the man in the reflective orange

encouraging you to slow down

familiar landmarks

obscured in the vapour

gravitate closer as you get near

greater fear – the mist gets denser – when

you find yourself chasing shapes

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Freedom of Expression Poetry Weather

Rain

A Cloud Crying ?
perhaps

As each drop rises from lakes

A new one falls from clouds

Aqueous Attacks
onto ground below

A pattern appears in
an impromptu birdbath

A thousand crowns created
in duck ponds and birdbaths

A series of circles appear
as the raindrops vanish