The weather’s making amends for a late start to a
winter which unsubtly ends all of controversy that
proponent old-timers still dissent; & out there right
now we’re seeing what they bickered about when
it began raining - well drizzled actually, fine, misty
and discretely shy of th’ mammoth storms implied
likely when global warming shakes its fist - crikey,
what did they say - it’ll soon be another ice age -
Tho not quite; the cooler temperatures are seeds
o’ change we need to recover from a brown burnt
summer’s indiscretions; yes, it did precipitate, but
nowhere near as much as in olden days, & falling
far away from where it’s really needed; and those
conspiracy arguments anthropologists use f’ who
Lives by th’ sea claiming refilling of our creeks will
dangerously raise water levels & endanger urban
properties - as if we give a rats-tail - yet in th’ end
a soothing cooling down has better effects than is
usually expected from any advancing ice age - or
so palaeontologists and archaeologists say
But the truth is winter’s arrived - the chill isn’t in a
breeze as much as a grey-clad sky blotting sun’s
overheating rays - & given that it may provide us
some blessed rain we begin feeling the gladness
inferred wisely as a pair of tracksuit trousers, sox
jersey and boots - with a brolly post-scribed
© 27 April 2016, I. D. Carswell
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