Category Archives: Weather

Stanzas

The poetry won’t always be profoundor inspirational, if daily writ.Epiphanies and insights don’t abound,but there’s no dearth of things appropriateto notice, whether weather or the soundof body politic or intimate.For even when I don’t have much to say,I pen a … Continue reading

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Early in October

A neighbor’s light was on at 4 a.m.,but I stayed in my sheets till nearly 6.An hour later there’s a diademof lampshine from above her, that predictsthe students there are readying to mixwith others in a Monday college class.But still … Continue reading

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Packing Time

The smoke from border fires starts to clear,and soon home skies will let some blue appear.My sinuses react to pollens here,and patience with the kinfolk veers to queer.I have no observations to en-poem.It’s timely to get ready to go home.

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Summer Weather Report

My family in Oregon have friedthis summer, as the Northwest veers to warm.And East Coast relatives have all suppliedcomplaints of smoke and ash from firestorm.But here this year we’re comfortable outside.The weather has been mimicking our norm.The atmosphere is sick. … Continue reading

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On an August Morning

I’ve watched dramatic sunsets now and then,or sky so blue it almost spanks my eyes,a valley dawn that makes me sigh “amen,”and massing clouds portending drought’s demise.I’ve looked above me over and again,assessing what our atmosphere supplies.The view at nearly … Continue reading

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On 17th, in August

I’m not a nudist but I’ve been aroundsome clothing-optional environments:hot tubs, exotic beaches, places foundin wilderness or travel. No offensewas ever offered and I try to groundmy vision, but to me it makes no senseto bare the skin to San … Continue reading

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Cool Summer

The office for my home’s a wooden shed,with outlets and sufficient window glassbut little insulation. Comfort’s fedelectrically, by heater or by fan.The former is to warm my hands and headall winter long. The fan makes breeze from Juneto autumn – … Continue reading

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Train Sound

I wonder why I heard the train today.Inversion in the atmosphere can bringthe whistle from the tracks that edge the bay,but weathermen have not said anythingof variance. The rails are miles away(like two point five by crow or seagull wing).The … Continue reading

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Twice Glad

A recent heat wave everywhere but hererecalls to me how much I love this spot.Appreciating coastal atmosphereI relish mild air that’s rarely hot.Another benefit I near forgotis how the inside light here changes phase.My place is bright each morning, but … Continue reading

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A Fit of Fortune

A fit of fortune has its way with me.Besieged by pleasant weather I am struck.Though elsewhere air is sweltering, I seeblue sky and feel a breeze and more than luck.I choose to live in good topographybeside a natural bay. Price … Continue reading

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