William Kelii Kekaula Poet Free verse

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The Year of Fire and Forecast

The headlines scream of summer’s endless blaze,
Four heatwaves baked the land in dusty haze.
“Britain's warmest summer ever found,” the Met Office sighs,
While wildfires raged beneath indifferent skies.
From drought to flood, the land did swiftly flip,
As sudden downpours caused the ground to slip.
Yet solar panels, soaking up the rays,
Made clean power bloom in an astonishing display.
In shadowed lands, political divides grew wide,
The cost of living’s climbing with no place to hide.
A sense of striving, hope in every face,
A people’s strength despite the weary pace.
The world watched on, a blend of hope and fear,
Another chapter written in the spinning year.
A mosaic of everything, from joy to sudden pain,
As 2025 concluded, and began anew again.

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sara Etgen-Baker December 20, 2025 at 5:27 PM yes, 2025 was a year of fire and strange forecasts. You nailed the striving, the coping with such political divide, wars, and terrorism seemed to abound in 2025. Your last two lines were a great summary. Faving William Kelii Kekaula December 21, 2025 at 3:28 AM Natural forces will resonate more of the same, affecting the cost of living to increase, as power output will rise while mass usage seeks relief from increasing temperatures. Thank you, my friend.

Andrea Dietrich December 17, 2025 at 2:56 PM I didn't know that stuff about Britain. Yes, it was an eventful year. I enjoyed your review of it. William Kelii Kekaula December 17, 2025 at 3:38 PM Unfortunately, it will be compounded in the coming years, as our solar surface will become more volatile, activating voluminous solar flares affecting atmospheric conditions on earth.

Paula Goldsmith December 17, 2025 at 1:28 PM I enjoyed reading this wonderful write. I did Not know this news for 2026. Fun Picture... Thanks for telling us... "Good Luck" If for a contest. Have A Very Blessed Christmas and New Year 2026.............. William Kelii Kekaula December 17, 2025 at 2:30 PM The poem is about the year 2025, the time of the snake, as noted in the last line. However, the image is the year 2026 of the horse, and that nothing will change—more of the same.

Daniel Henry Rodgers December 17, 2025 at 8:05 AM Hello William, Your limerick painted such a fun picture. I could almost see the reindeer tugging at the reins while Santa’s sleigh sputtered along. It made me chuckle to imagine the old sleigh acting like a car in need of a tune-up. A joyful little holiday snapshot. Holiday Blessings, William,Daniel William Kelii Kekaula December 17, 2025 at 10:34 AM Thank you.

Victor Buhagiar December 17, 2025 at 1:46 AM You covered the ills and blessings for a whole year. Normal patterns these days. Loved your poem. William Kelii Kekaula December 17, 2025 at 9:54 AM Gratefully appreciated, my friend. Let’s see how those days will hold.

Yann Rolland December 17, 2025 at 1:41 AM may be better than 2026, who knows ? nicely written, God save the king William Kelii Kekaula December 17, 2025 at 9:49 AM Thank you, my friend. Let hope remain strong!