The return of Spring

Poetry

Salford, 12th March 2019

I hear the mercury creeping up the kitchen thermometer

but the boiler’s having none of it

steam rising in the cold air from his friend , the kettle

white mist still apparent from outside

while red skies mix with blue as evening falls

and the evergreens move in the breeze

whilst behind a spruce – an acer’s branches sing

“We’ll be waking up soon

Announcing the spring!”

Waiting for the springtime

Acrostic, Poetry, Weather

17th March 2018

Sat in the toolshed on St Patricks Day

Noting the barometer turned

Over from Frosty to warm

When all of a sudden the mercury goes into

Fast flowing freefall

And white powdery masses

Land like leprechauns

Lightly covering rooftops and cars