Ode to the Weathermen
Friday Night, just finished tea, heard a ‘Plink-Plonk- on the roof
seems it was a rare occasion when the weathermen spoke the truth.
We didn’t take much notice, just continued with our talk
my little dog waiting patiently to begin her evening walk.
‘Plink-Plonk’ was getting louder, “It’ll pass”, my Husband said,
my dog was tired of waiting, so she settled on her bed.
Our pergola roof is mainly steel and polycarbonate sheet
a crack of thunder made me jump vibrating to my feet.
We couldn’t speak above the din so we didn’t even try
ran outside like idiots carrying plants that had gone dry,
cars and windows were secured in case the storm blew in
by now I couldn’t even think the storm was causing such a din.
Those weathermen when will they ever get our weather forecast right?
at this rate ‘just a shower or two’ will be belting down all night.
Plink-Plonk was now a torrent, those experts never fail
never mentioning on the forecast that this ‘shower’ would bring hail!
Living in the Tropics, snow is something we don’t see
huge hailstones in the backyard though are close enough for me.
So gents with your technology could you please once get it right
Especially for next weekend, “I’m going out on Saturday night”!
Vonnie©
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Another charming ...
observation of how if we want to know the weather forecast ... just look out the window and wait. There's a expression here in Florida that goes
"If you don't like the weather, just wait 5 minutes" for it changes, either way, in that time. Your sense for sharing poetry is great and I sure enjoyed this one. j
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lol... i loved the whole poem but the last line was v funny in particular... yeah the weather has been totally unpredictable lately, how r u anyway? still in bris?
hugs,
georgie,
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Hi Georgie, yes still in Brissy. life's turned to crap but i'm still here. Von
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Ah! The weather forecast. A well thought out and presented piece of poetry. Our place is on the border between two weather districts, you can imagine the accuracy of the forecasters. Zero%
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Von it must be my lucky day two wonderful poems to get me on my way.
I know what you mean about weathermen and their forecasts I recall one time a long way back a forecaster stating that someone had heard there was snow on the way. He said there was no chance the following night he was shown shoveling snow away from the outside of broadcasting house.Next to politicians they are the biggest liars
Exc
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