Weathering the weather

Posted on June 26, 2020 by Sue Vincent

We talk about the weather,
It’s a national obsession
Eliciting emotions
From elation to depression.

We’re well equipped with brollies
When the rain decides to pour,
We keep our boots and raincoats
Ready right beside the door.

We moan a lot in winter
When the snow falls clean and white
And wish away its beauty
Wanting weather warm and bright.

But when the summer hits us
With an all-time high of heat,
We wilt like fragile flowers
And it knocks us off our feet.

We always talk of weather,
But although it haunts our dreams…
We never seem to be prepared
We’re not good with extremes.

It doesn’t really matter
If it’s raining or it’s foggy,
I think what it boils down to
Is we don’t like feeling soggy.

After sweltering for days and cleaning my son’s pond (yet again) in temperatures way too high for an English summer… especially in an airless valley… I gave up trying to think and wrote this from the comfort of a cold bath.

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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29 Responses to Weathering the weather

  1. Marilyn Armstrong says:
    June 26, 2020 at 06:19

    I’m okay with most things, but drought really frightens me. We live on a well, so without rain, the well can dry out. We will ALL dry out because we all draw our water from the same aquifer. Summer is usually dry, but not this dry and not this early.

    But then again, when we got rain almost every day throughout the winter, i didn’t like THAT much either.

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  2. willowdot21 says:
    June 26, 2020 at 07:53

    This is excellent Sue, we are all obsessed with the weather and we are never satisfied. You caught it perfectly.
    By the way, I have noticed that the pond and pump always want seeing to in the most unsuitable weather situations….. It’s a conspiracy! 💜💜💜💜💜

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  3. jenanita01 says:
    June 26, 2020 at 09:06

    Last night, after almost being cooked to a crisp yesterday, we drove the twenty miles to Hayling Island and sat on the beach in the dark for an hour. It was deliciously cool and we watched lightning play on the horizon…

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  4. Patty says:
    June 26, 2020 at 11:54

    Reblogged this on Campbells World.

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  5. Sadje says:
    June 26, 2020 at 12:57

    The British are famous for talking about weather!

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  6. Alli Templeton says:
    June 26, 2020 at 15:07

    Fantastic poem, Sue! It’s so true! The cold bath clearly inspired you – well done.

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  7. Jules says:
    June 26, 2020 at 16:23

    I’m not an extremes person myself. Humans say they can adapt – but I think the truth of it is we all like to complain just a bit. Stay cool.

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  8. D. Wallace Peach says:
    June 26, 2020 at 23:07

    I think we’re fascinated by weather because it’s something we all share that none of us can control. 🙂 I hope the heat wave breaks and you get back to a lovely English summer. A fun poem, Sue.

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  9. Bette A. Stevens says:
    June 27, 2020 at 01:43

    Delightful, Sue… 🙂 xo

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  10. macjam47 says:
    July 1, 2020 at 00:57

    Your lovely poem sums it all up. We are never happy with the weather we get. Too hot, too cold, too wet, too frosty, slushy; will we ever say, “Just right?” Hugs dear friend. 💕

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