RoseAnn V. Shawiak Weather Poems

Clouds scan the skies, looking to pick up some
weather to play havoc on the world for a while.
Skipping across vast blueness, never looking on
earth, just passing over, hoping to let go with
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Outside, sitting on a bench, waiting for a taxi,
writing and listening to music.

Flowers, beautiful and yellow, waving in a morning
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Darkened clouds parting their eyes and looking down on
earth to see if we humans are paying attention.

Wanting to get seen and appreciated, making winds blow
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Couples dancing together, then mixing and matching,
changing partners, enjoying a morning of song and
glee, even though it's pouring rain outside.
Stormy weather cannot mar the happiness, melody and
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Watching weather float to me on gentle, puffy breezes, forecasting a storm moving in, carrying rain within it's domain.
Gray and black clouds moving closer, looking for a place to release it's heavy watery load.
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