Forecasting Poems - Poems about Forecasting

The milk’s gone off today, I don’t know where it’s going It booked a cab to Stansted, then climbed aboard a Boeing. He doesn’t have a passport, I’m sure he’ll be ejected The milk’s gone off today, it’s not what I expected. The temperature is soaring, this wine is turning sour ...

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No sun this morning Light rains half the day Muggy-humid, with no warning Weatherman didn't say Why I count on the forecast I don't know The predictions are usually off, and so If I awaken with a smile on my face ...

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To predict the weather do we need a meteorologist? Not here, although this method by some is dismissed Maybe not so scientific but time tested and long lasting Welcome to the prairies and pig spleen forecasting Call your nearest farmer when season nears December There are a few key things when predicting to remember Read from the top of the spleen...

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November fall chill woodsy Ohio sunset short days, long dark nights...

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Good morning! Hear ye these forecasts so sure: Today, we greet a cloudy disclosure expressing to us “no-sun” exposure… let’s bask under heavenly rays’ pleasure thanking God for rainy weather’s pressure to welcome great blessing-showers' treasure abundant for sharing beyond love's measure. Tomorrow, we can get out from barracks unmindful of distress-scorching attacks midst sunny mood toward camp with back packs full of...

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Unhindered by birds or stars, hawks fly over the sky. In his fanciful glades, pursuing a fog growing heavier. A cloud, he realizes, will fall in an unfathomable spot. Thunder rumbles afar away, and my heart skips a beat. The mists are moving toward the stirring leaves. The mountains are also home to young and ibex. Nothing...

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weightless astronauts... they've brain and body problems... no sense of balance... there's information... but input contradictions... so...computers... native peoples brains... same as ours...but for knowledge... we have weather men... they do not need them... bodies react to weather... and the surroundings... that information... the input into our brains... is generalized... changes cause headaches... and other body symptoms... just weather response... we go to doctors... doctors blame stress and tension... but brains are plastic... so get out...

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Tomorrow shall be a new day Even if your mood is all grey today The sun shall shine in the hay And make you feel like summer's in the way! Raining it is like cats and dogs Pouring frogs down over the logs Rivers race and run to be the first To get to the sea to quench their thirst Muddy boots, drenched...

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The weatherman is predicting rainbows As this early autumn storm passes by A few more weeks to enjoy the warmth Before southward the geese start to fly... I savor his words this fall evening As I watch the pink clouds in the sky The world could use a bit of soft color Knowing soon the last faded rose will die.... ...

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