Poems and/or Drawings about the Weather and Seasons.
181112
HB Mr. B
Today could be chucked in a bin
A grounded plane with damaged skin
Another plane but had to wait
I missed the bus ’cause we were late
Then had to stand out in the cold
All the delays had gotten old
And traffic as we got to Naas
We crawled along at a snail’s pace
Then at long last, I made it home
And quickly bought Glory to Rome
‘Cause Tony said to this weekend
And I obey my foul-mouthed friend
181105
Autumn got him!
While walking through the town
The beauty’s all around
The leaves are falling down
And scattered on the ground
The orange and the brown
Mere mortals are spellbound
180926
They enjoyed Kilkenny
Vacation for my mom and dad
A splendid trip I hope they had
We ate and drank and had the craic
They went to Mayo and came back
We toured Kilkenny without rain
But now they’re leaving on a plane
Until I see them in twelve weeks
Ignore the tear stains on my cheeks
180924
It’s about to get Irish as fuck
Leaves are turning brown
It’s autumn in Kilkenny
I’m a bit frightened
180822
But you should share this
Go see the pope in Phoenix Park
Stroll through an alley after dark
Jump in a pile of broken glass
Ignore effects of greenhouse gas
Elect outsiders out of spite
In thunderstorms go fly a kite
Don’t bother wiping after poo
These are some things you should not do
180801
Rail to nowhere
Sitting on a train
In the driving rain
Searching for the perfect station
Don’t know where to go
Hope we get there slow
Waiting for my destination
Every single place
Wants to plead its case
Each town has a revelation
Though the people there
Do not seem to care
All around this awesome nation
180718
Lazy days of Summer
Though it’s barely one
Linc lays in the sun
Brownie’s in my lap
Guess we need a nap
180706
Water restrictions in Ireland?!?
It’s been so long without the rain
Sure it’s as hot as France or Spain
The whitest Irish has a tan
We’re now under a hosepipe ban
With dirty cars and dying plants
We need to do a Riverdance
Dry kiddie pools – ain’t that a bitch
While water sprays the hurling pitch!
180702
I had to buy a fan!
Another day of scorching sun
This heat wave never will be done
Despite my sweat I won’t complain
‘Cause soon enough it will piss rain
180629
#Fireland
I can’t believe it’s so damn hot
A good day to be on a yacht
This island cannot take this heat
It’s used to burning gas and peat
There’s no AC, and I’ve no fan
I’m one big, sweaty, melted man
There’s no more water from the sink
I guess I’ll go back on the drink
180608
I’m not ok, but I’m ok
I am sad, but I’m not that sad
I will not let it get that bad
I’m alone, but I’m not alone
I stay in touch using my phone
I’m afraid, but I’m not afraid
Won’t let it rain on my parade
I am blue, but I’m not that blue
I carry on because of you
180423
Am I?
I walk down the lane
Through the fine soft rain
The banks are a pain
No sleep hurts my brain
But I’m keeping sane
180219
Or wear your socks to bed
Chilly nights get awfully lonely
When you’ve lost your one and only
So that you don’t feel defeated
Make sure that your bed is heated
180122
Hello darkness my old friend
Every cloud has rain in it
Every tear has pain in it
Every cough has germs in it
Every corpse has worms in it
Every lie has true in it
Every truth has screw in it
Every gasp has breath in it
Every life has death in it
170710
Alamo Creek Fire
All the hills are brown and dry
Temperatures are way too high
All it takes is one small spark
Burning branches, leaves, and bark
Mother Nature starts to cry
Smoke and ashes fill the sky
Most within have quickly fled
Those that didn’t are soon dead
170705
As always #FuckCancer
This is not a drill
We’re on our way to Phoenix
Our quest for the cure
170605
Everybody spread the word
Last weekend we did celebrate
Jean’s fond farewell to forty-eight
We drove up north to watch a play
And spent the night in Morro Bay
The drive was smooth, the weather fine
We ate good food and drank great wine
So many friends to hang out with
To honor her this June the Fifth
She’s so awesome, I have to say
We should make this a holiday
170104
Rehydrated haiku
First rain of the year
Just enough to flood the streets
Lakes are still empty
161221
Night gathers and now my watch begins
Long winter time is here again
This one will stay till who knows when
Like Game of Thrones this one will last
Until at least four years have passed
160831
Let’s have a ball for summerall
Though fall is still three weeks away
Summer concludes on Labor Day
The calendar may not agree
But brand new shows are on TV
School has returned and football too
We have a chance for something new
Between breakfast and midday lunch
Someone created champagne brunch
So after summer, before fall
We should declare a “summerall”
And just like brunch we drink champagne
While summer bods are on the wane
160411
Puffy puffy passy
Puffy clouds up in the sky
Some are low, and some are high
Some are gray, and some are white
Will it rain? I think it might
160212
Westport we’re in you
In Westport on this winter day
We walked the Wild Atlantic Way
The bitter cold chilled to the bone
This frigid climate is well known
Despite the weather we did roam
Because some day this might be home
160210
The weather is exactly as planned
We will fly up in the air
We will go from here to there
We will go from nice and warm
To a place that loves to storm
Here it’s 80 Fahrenheit
Then a Trans-Atlantic flight
What is waiting there for us?
Rain and zero Celsius
151207
Decembrrr!
It’s December, but it’s autumn
Weather has not hit rock bottom
Toes and fingers might start numbing
Two more weeks then winter’s coming
151130
Show me your moon
When I see the moon at night
I know everything’s all right
When the moon is out at dawn
I know that I can go on
When it’s in the afternoon
I know that it came too soon
When there is no moon at all
I crumple into a ball
151023
Vodka sunset > tequila sunrise
Another Central Coast sunset
Another view I won’t forget
The colors ‘cross the western sky
Will stay with me until I die
150610
That’s why I wear a hat
I’m pretty sure humidity
Increases the stupidity
The way that people talk and act
You’d think they all were smoking crack
It’s only moisture in the air
The most it does is fuck up hair
150601
Doom and gloom
Cold and cloudy in the morn
Nice warm jackets do get worn
Blue skies in the afternoon
Welcome to the month of June
150529
CA is to the left of TX
Too much rain in the Midwest
Poor Texans can get no rest
California has no rain
This long drought is such a pain
If that rain could come out west
We would all be far less stressed
Scientists could find a way
Texans want to kneel and pray
They could pray with all their might
But they’re too far to the right
