His Weather Eye Poem by Margaret O Driscoll

His Weather Eye

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'Clouds like wooly sheep' he said
'means it will stay clear'
His weather eye still accurate
as it has been year after year
He doesn't check weather charts
but the direction the wind blows
In tune with mother nature
he predicts heatwaves and snows
He forecasts the weather
by wildlife, by the sky
More reliable than a satellite
Is his experienced weather eye

His Weather Eye
Saturday, September 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sky,snow,weather,wind
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Photo: by Deirbhile O Driscoll
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Liilia Morrison 17 January 2016

Ah, the weather eye of a weathered one who has survived many seasons and surely tuned in to the wisdom of the ancestors, too. Love the rhymes and how the poem very directly makes the point of how the human sensitivity and sense are superior to the fancy satellite technology. Case in point - the weather people predicted a day of rain and cold here today and it was sunny and warm instead. Now that El Nino is doing his thing, I'm guessing about the weather by sticking my head out the window in the morning and taking it from there. Thanks for this thoughtful read and for chronicling a wise person's ways from whom much can be learned.

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Margaret O Driscoll 18 January 2016

Thank you Liilia, 'the weathered one', very apt, it's wise to be 'tuned in to the wisdom of the ancestors', glad you liked this, hope the weather there is kind to you! !

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Simone Inez Harriman 03 November 2015

Some people really have the knack of predicting the weather. Lovely poem Margaret :)

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Margaret O Driscoll 03 November 2015

Thank you Simone, yes it's great to have such a knack! !

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