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belle
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Posted -  15/07/2009  :  16:03
Came accross this poem today which I found somewhat amusing..thought I'd share it with all of you !

 
 
"Weather"

Once I dipt into the future far as human eye could see,
And I saw the Chief Forecaster, dead as any one can be--
Dead and damned and shut in Hades as a liar from his birth,
With a record of unreason seldome paralleled on earth.
While I looked he reared him solemnly, that incandescent youth,
From the coals that he'd preferred to the advantages of truth.
He cast his eyes about him and above him; then he wrote
On a slab of thin asbestos what I venture here to quote--
For I read it in the rose-light of the everlasting glow:
"Cloudy; variable winds, with local showers; cooler; snow."

Ambrose Bierce



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Stanley
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Posted - 15/07/2009 : 16:48
He wished! Nice one Belle.


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gearce
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Posted - 18/07/2009 : 01:32
Here's one which I came across ...... Bit of a tongue twister

Weather

Whether the weather be fine,
Or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold,
Or whether the weather be hot,
We'll whether the weather
Whatever the weather
Whether we like it or not.

Aleksandra Lachut



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Bradders
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Posted - 18/07/2009 : 14:17
There is a track on the old Tom Waites album (Nighthawk at the Diner) which deals with an "emotional  weather forecast" which is particularly well written..........It ends with the  line .....

".....Precipitation is expected"..........

Well worth a listen .

(does everyone know about "SPOTIFY".....the Free internet "jukebox"......?

You can't download from it  and occasionally there is an audio advertisment, but the amount of music available is immense )


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gearce
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Posted - 19/07/2009 : 06:49
TAMED

One day in March the boisterous Wind was playing with the weather.
He tossed a fluffy cloud around as though it was a feather;
He danced a jig in every tree, and set the chimneys grumbling
And banged the birds about the sky, and sent the birdies tumbling.
When April came he roared her name and loud to meet her rushed
But gentle April smiled and laid a finger on the lip, and said:
"Now hush sir!" and he hushed.

Nancy Byrd Turner

From Book 5, Best Loved Poems, in a set titled The Children's Hour published by Grolier


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Posted - 19/07/2009 : 08:26
Brads - I mentioned SPOTIFY when I first discovered it a couple of months ago. I was underwhelmed by the response, but for me it's the eigth wonder of the world. Masses of choice - even the strange stuff I like.


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Stanley
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Posted - 29/07/2009 : 17:03
I found this in my old copy of 'The Patchwork Book'

SIGNS OF RAIN

The hollow winds begin to blow,
The clouds look black, the glass is low,
The soot falls down, the spaniels sleep
And spiders from their cobwebs peep.

Last night the sun went pale to bed,
The moon in halos hid her head;
The boding shepherd heaves a sigh,
For see! A rainbow spans the sky.

The walls are damp, the ditches smell,
Closed is the pink-eyed pimpernel.


Hark! How the chairs and tables crack.
Old Betty's joints are on the rack;
Her corns with shooting pains torment her,
And to her bed untimely send her.

Loud quack the ducks, the peacocks cry,
The distant hills are looking nigh.
How restless are the snorting swine!
The busy flies disturb the kine.

Low o'er the grass the swallow wings;
The cricket, too, how sharp he sings!
Puss on the hearth, with velvet paws,
Sits wiping o'er her whiskered jaws.

Through the clear stream the fishes rise,
And nimbly catch th' incautios flies.
The glow -worms, numerous and bright,
Illumed the woodland dell last night.

At dusk the squalid toad was seen
Hopping and crawling o'er the green.
The whirling dust the wind obeys,
And in the rapid eddy plays.

The frog has changed his yellow vest,
And in a russet coat is dressed.
Though June, the air is cold and still,
The mellow blackbirds note is shrill;

My dog, so altered in his taste,
Quits mutton bones on grass to feast.
And see, yon rooks, how odd their flight,
They imitate the gliding kite,
And seem precipitate to fall,
As if they felt the piercing ball -
’twill surely rain – I see with sorrow
Our jaunt must be put off tomorrow.

 

Edward Jenner wrote this. He lived from 1749 to 1823 and the weather signs haven't changed much have they.   


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Posted - 29/07/2009 : 17:33
Bless the weather,by John Martyn (rip),nowt todo wit' weather but its a great tune...




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swifty
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Posted - 29/07/2009 : 21:48
tom you been drinking againWink


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gearce
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Posted - 30/07/2009 : 10:21
Slightly different version here


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gearce
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Posted - 30/07/2009 : 10:53
Thunder and Lightning
(to the tune of "Pop Goes the Weasel")

When a storm begins in the clouds,
It sometimes may look frightening.
You see a quick electrical spark--
Flash! goes the lightning!

Long and thin and streaky and fast,
Its glow is oh so brightening.
Watch for the electric spark--
Flash! goes the lightning!

When a storm begins in the clouds,
It truly is a wonder.
You hear a rumble loud in the sky--
Clap! goes the thunder!

Lightning bolts are heating the air,
Over clouds and under.
When the air expands enough--
Clap! goes the thunder.

Meish Goldish



Meish Goldish is an author of fiction and nonfiction books and poetry.


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gearce
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Posted - 31/07/2009 : 07:11
The Woodpecker

The woodpecker pecked out a little round hole
And made him a house in the telephone pole.

One day when I watched he poked out his head,
And he had on a hood and a collar of red.

When the streams of rain pour out of the sky,
And the sparkles of lightning go flashing by,

And the big, big wheels of thunder roll,
He can snuggle back in the telephone pole.

Elizabeth Madox Roberts 1881–1941

Source: Best Loved Poems - Book 5 in The Children's Hour Collection published by Grolier ... Standard Book Number 7172-1350-1



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Cathy
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Posted - 31/07/2009 : 10:20

Loving these poems ... thanks all. 


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wendyf
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Posted - 31/07/2009 : 11:40
An old nursery rhyme:
One misty moisty morning when cloudy was the weather
I chanced to meet and old man clothed all in leather
Clothed all in leather with a cap under his chin
How do you do and how do you do, and how do you do again.

Wendy


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Stanley
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Posted - 01/08/2009 : 07:46
http://www.poemhunter.com/poems/weather/

Have a look at this link. Wonderful what you can find on the web. If you find one that takes your fabcy copy it onto here for us.


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gearce
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Posted - 04/08/2009 : 01:44
OK here's one ......

A Lovely Picnic with Friends

Oh what a lovely day it was
The weather warm and sweet
Packed with friends we cherish
No better folks could you meet

We barbequed dogs on the grill
Out in the bright sunshine
Enjoying the open sky to eat
A meal that was truly fine

Burgers too were grilled just right
Topped with onions and stuff
Just simple tasty scrumptious food
Without a lot of unnecessary fluff

Deviled eggs so perfectly made
With a sprinkle of paprika on top
A delicious blend of flavors
That really truly hit the spot

It was a day we will remember
Good food, good friends together
Can’t ask for a more relaxing time
With the gift of perfect fall weather!

Marilyn Lott


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