Work Weather Poems

The Earth is shaking,
The world is quaking,
Climate change is taking its toll.

New York city,
A place so pretty,
Now feeling the wrath of Mother Nature's roll.

Floods and...

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For some this is funny,
for others it is dead serious.
This may not be earth shattering to you,
but for many it is.
Why have most bathrooms taken...

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Mamma you work very hard for our family
Always giving and never taking
Mother's Day is on March 10 in the UK
Mother's Day is on May 12...

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it’s too wet, too gloomy, too damp
putting me in a bad mood,
I am too annoyed to write
I wanted to picnic today
this storm has ruined everything!
Dang...

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The mayor out to save a few bucks
dragged his feet declaring a snow emergency.
 
The sanitation department decided it was time
to begin a work slowdown...

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Quote By Poet "Time is a funny thing. It is here, it is gone.
Never to be found again." 

As l get older,
I find the same...

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"One More Monchielle Stanza"



This January day
I took a pleasant walk.
It’s sixty-one degrees.
I’m relishing this time
before the brutal freeze.

This January day
from my front porch I hear
young...

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Serpent! Those words were! 
On the way, is silence
Because words aren't meeker 
this time, to confront grievance

Epoch of reticence! 
On the way, is winter of...

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I am now up and half asleep, 
quiet I must not make a peep, 
others are still sleeping like sheep, 
need to get dressed and...

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It comes from the sky, white, powdery gifts,
upsets may, but gets us vibrating,
we call in from work, get cover for shifts,
no way we are not...

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This years first snowfall of the season starts to cover the ground
Gently being released from the sky above barely making a sound
The morning commute sure...

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It was 29° (f) degrees this morning with a waning gibbous (¾) moon. Still, as we started our run, it was dark enough that the...

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the world became invisible again as snow erased lawns
paw prints, claw and pad prints chipped, gouged, tore
tiny three pronged splayed fork feet lined like stitching
and...

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As a child, 
I loved to watch Grandpa build. 
His basement workshop, 
was filled with tools. 
Tools hanging on every wall, 
wood neatly stacked in...

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Driving through the neighborhood in a shiny armored truck,
The exterminator arrives, looking to make a few hundred bucks.
He goes from door to door and asks...

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