Alexander Averin

Thursday, 13 February 2014

The Weather Forecast

The Weather Forecast

I cling to a tree to stay upright, the wind
is cruel, loud and wild, the air so very
much in motion.   I am used to its inclemency,
all the weather’s recent vagaries, be
they hailstorms, snowstorms or blizzards,
tempests, gales or hurricanes.
There really is no need for isobars,
decibars, millibars or screened  sermons
from weather-prophets, safe in warm studios
in their finery; we surely now believe
that climate is a-changing, like the times.
Mother Nature’s  inclinations have always
given indications:  I follow skies,
cloud movements and their colours,  the flow of  
waters, the aching in my bones.  Even the
strains of birdsong sound nervous and their feeding
frantic, just before a storm. The avians and
the beasts are my weather-gauge, my weather- eye.
Undeterred, my snowdrops thrive,
always stoical,  sweet,  ice-white and full of promise,
a sign of brighter days to come.
I cling  to that.

Cait O’Connor


Rob-bear said...

The only thing we are guaranteed is a 100 per cent chance of weather. What kind of weather? That depends on what happens.

I remember a Paul Simon song with the line, "I can gather all the news I need from the weather report." That is a fairly risky venture.

"A sign of brighter days to come. " We can all enjoy that.

Blessings and Bear hugs from across the pond!

Frances said...

Cait, having the chance to read more of your poetry touches my soul. There is also something about the brave snowdrops that give strength to my spirits that are being tested by this new year's winter weather.

More snow today and tonight. Any snow drop flowers over in Central Park are now under an icy snow blanket that's over a foot thick.

Somehow, I still know that these little messengers of hope will emerge.

Happy Valentine's Day to you, Cait. xo

Em Parkinson said...

Hi Cait......just back online after nearly a week. So depressing how desperately dependent we are on it. Anyway, beautiful poem and image and I just wanted to let you know that you won the draw! Can you send me your address to and I'll post the cards off to you. Happy Valentines day!

Mac n' Janet said...

The weather is the only news I watch and that's from necessity. Your poems always draw such stunning pictures.