Poetry Thursday 132 - Raining

 What a soggy start to the new year. 

Raining

 

Opened the curtains and saw the rain,

everyday soaking the soggy

 brain,

in spite of praying once again,

no change on the weather train.

  

Pouring down on gardens and fields,

dripping everywhere that isn’t sealed,

running in gutters and down the windshield,

pooling on roads and even in hayfields.

 

Oh when will this soggy pattern end,

enough to drive me round the bend,

when will gentle spring portend,

and add some warm and dry to the trend.

 

Change we need is on the way,

there is a little more brightness every day,

 looking forward to a first spring ray,

and the urge to go out and play.

 

Opened the curtains again today,

met with a vista of uninterrupted grey,

is there more rain on the way,

no surprise holidays taken far away.

©David L Atkinson February 2026

To the weather 

God Bless 

Poetry Thursday 99 - Chilly

 The heatwave, the second in recent weeks, is beginning to dissipate and this poem is a reminder of what it is like to be cool. Read it and enjoy the chill.

Chilly

 

By heck its chilly,

and the wind is blowing willy nilly,

chilling the parts it shouldn’t reach,

I wish I was lying on the beach.

 

My goodness it really is cold,

the temperature is making me feel so old,

you know age causes your blood to thin,

this is an argument I cannot win.

 

Oh it’s absolutely freezing,

no I don’t want to go out playing,

even my big coat feels inadequate,

give me a nice coal fire and blanket.

 

‘It’s so cold I’ve got goosepimples,’

‘That’s ok it’ll match your dimples,’

‘Out you go and have some fun,’

but outside there’s only a big, cold sun.

 

‘A little cold will do you good,’

toughen the skin and thicken the blood,

the air is thin and so very clear,

it really makes you want to cheer.

 

It is so very chillingly bright,

to stay inside doesn’t seem right,

wrap up warm and put on a hat,

don your gloves and go out like that.

 

It is so cold it you feel more alive,

wrapped up so tight, to move you strive,

the blood is coursing in your veins,

working the heart stimulating brains.

 

Enjoy the chill stimulation of the senses,

fizzing brain cells the cold arouses,

go out into the world and enjoy nerves’ jingle,

watch nature’s response and life will tingle.

© David L Atkinson February 2021 

God Bless