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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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Poetry

Falling

#Writephoto #Cascade

From out of the clouds they come

a torrent of aqueous creatures

lunging towards the destination they

long to be at, following each other

in a race to be the first in the

navy blue waters

going over the edge

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Life Weather

Respite

#FOWC #Respite

How i wish the rain would give me a break

Even now, concentric circles are being created

In the wells and cracks of the tarmac outside

Garden’s might appreciate the water – but its not what i’d call

Hot, the rain is decidedly cold today

Hopes are, mother nature will provide a little respite

On which occasion – i won’t get drenched in the stairrods

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Acrostic Poetry

Delta

Salford 3rd March

The engineers who design the roads

have really outdone themselves this time

in the middle of the road, the raindrops fall,

nestling in sunken tarmac pools – they look like a map of

great lakes….

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Photography Seasons Weather

Challenge 30 – No.26

“Weather”

5th February 2019

Red skies at Night, Shepherds Delight…..

Red Sky at Night, Shepherds Delight - an example.

This old phrase is still around today.

It was the shepherds way of telling fine weather – a red sky at night normally foretold of fine weather next morning

Whilst a red sky in the morning, normally was followed by grey clouds in the skies above. It gave the shepherd time to get his flock onto lower ground and avoid an immediate drenching 🙂

We’re not out of winter yet in the UK, no matter what the met office say, and I’ve known it snow in March, despite it being technically Spring.

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Poetry Weather

Teardrops

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!

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Poetry

Umbrella

#octpowrimo #umbrella #acrostic #life #friends

Monday, 15th October

An acrostic by inky

Problems occur like the morning rain

Reality is, that’s what life has to throw at you

Each little problem, obstacle or challenge

Can topple you in an instant , however

In case you need them … there are

People who can help you,

In your hour of need

They’re there at a moments notice

An umbrella from the dropping rain

They’re your friends, pals, buddies

In sight, in rain or shine

On good days or bad

Never forgetting you and bringing a smile

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Photography Poetry Weather

Rain

#rain #clouds #weather #waterimage.jpg

rivers of water fall from sky

clouds have had falling out again

droplets of water cling to glass

not wanting to drop into sewers

fighting gravity to stop imminent splashes

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Poetry Water Weather

Stair rods

#stairrods #rain #weather #clouds

The heavens opened

Over the locals playing in the street

Raindrops coming down in

Rapid columns onto the ground

Each one falling quicker than the last

Navigating their way like a river

Towards the reservoirs via the drains and tunnels

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Clouds Poetry Weather

Singing in the rain

#In light of the lack of a fresh writing prompt – i’ve poached this one from the wordpress e-book – 365 Writing prompts….enjoy….inky.#

Salford 16th June 2018

Inclement is how the weathermen would have put it

the weather itself couldn’t make its mind up

the sun was out – the birds were tweeting – and everyone was content

that was of course till two sets of clouds collided into one another

and slowly, but surely, small waterdrops began to fall from the sky

pitter pattering into puddles – easily covered by peoples umbrellas

until the raindrops sped up – and turned into stairrods

filling up birdbaths and heading for waterways

the quickest way they could

ladies and gents diving for cover under the nearest shelter

till quick as it arrived – the stairrods departed

and cotton-wool clouds replaced the grey ones

while birds enjoyed the relax

in a pool provided by the cloud