When Weather Loves You Poem by Manonton Dalan

grayish clouds almost kissing my face
showers start with, with pulsing outburst
synonymous to congregation i've been
put my palms together ask for reschedule
it stop for moment so i pack my bags
i was about ten miles away when i saw

clouds lifting up and clearing whole sky
then calmness came, raising temperature
i have to remove my windbreaker, i sweat
humidity rises, ball slow down on flight
sun poke its face through opening to joy
i was swinging my club better than before


(042311)