Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Frisky Fantasy

Gerald Gee


Oh the delight of frisky weather,
Rain and sunshine both together.
Clouds that scud and winds that skitter,
Sometimes warm and sometimes bitter!
Shades of green that flash and flow,
Dark, then light, then off they go!
Shadows going separate ways
Joined then parted as we gaze.
Hair that flies in all directions!
Fields divided in patchwork sections.
Little flurries of misty rain.
They dampen, then they're gone again!
Trees that widdershin and creak.
Words that fly before we speak!
Laughter as we brave the breeze.
How I loved days such as these.
England is a place of treasures;
Quirky little gems and pleasures.
One of them is frisky weather.
Rain and sunshine both together.

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penny said...

Such a delightful poem... it makes me enjoy the weather, be it rain or shine :)

LadyFi said...

So true about the British weather. What a lovely poem - and picture!

betty-NZ said...

Great work! I sums up many days. And nice picture, too.