In Reply to Michael's "The Months" (2018 version)

Lorna



Seasons come and seasons go

Bringing with them ice and snow

Slush and mud and wind and hail

Rain that's falling by the pail

Microbursts and tornadoes

Tsunamis and volcanoes

Landslides, sinkholes, avalanches

Fallen trees and broken branches

Stop!  I think I see some blue

I don't know what that is

Do you?

  • Author: Lorna (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 7th, 2018 04:01
  • Comment from author about the poem: It ain't all beer and skittles.............
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 58
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Comments4

  • Fay Slimm.

    Love the flow in this gem of an ode to inclement weather . Great read Lorna dear friend.

    • Lorna

      Thanks precious!

    • orchidee

      That's a lot of weather there Lorna!

    • Michael Edwards

      Just brilliant not only for the smile but also for the construction - love Lorna.

      • Michael Edwards

        Oops there should have been an 'it' between 'love' and 'Lorna'. Well maybe not 🙂 🙂

        • Lorna

          I'll take it! Either way!

        • Goldfinch60

          Very good write, the light is always there.

          The Flanders and Swann song is quite o a coincidence as I heard one on the radio this morning and gave written a poem about it which I will post tomorrow.



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