Whenever I sleep beside you
I wish I could touch you
Whenever I touch you, you go off in no time
I thought it would never be a crime
Whenever my heart burns for your enclosure
It brings instead an overexposure.
Whenever you are far my side
Little emmets retried
I wish they are far gone
As they make out my compulsorily learned turns
I wish the atmosphere is cool
My duvet should be a tool
Aren't it good enough a follow up
And sometimes; alarm's scrap of a hyssop
Found in fabrics designed to actively regulate temperature
Mattresses and bedding that feature Outlast pleasure
Perfect for couples as they absorb excess heat
Release it as you cool, store it
Thanks be to thee
What used to be shall stop to be
A great weird help
That would simply put a stop
To unwanted pregnancy
Hesitancy creating exigency
Though for the time being
And maintain common care keen
No more "hold me, I am cold"
It's now "shift, I am hot GOLD"
Whether your weather
Is chilly or hot,
Most people get used to
The climate they’ve got.
If heat is your thing,
Be it humid or dry,
You don’t mind the schvitzing,*
Though I don’t know why.
But if you like winter,
With sleet, ice and snow,
You couldn’t care less
If it’s seven below.
I guess there are some
Who may move out of state
If they live where the weather
Is something they hate.
For those with four seasons,
We get to complain
Only part of the year
When the temps are a pain
Which for me, means the summer
And days like today
When I hope Mother Nature
Will lure them away.
*sweating
Whether Or Not
A: normal
B:RAIN
C: whatever.
-Gray Squirrel
01-31-2025
Pony-up, you owe the money
Your protests, not even funny
When you win, we pay up fast
The about-face ~ What a contrast
“whether or not”
two days without walking,
and without out loud talking.
have i gotten lazy,
or have i gone crazy;
complaining, when’s the rain going to start stopping?
Whether Wuthering Weather
Whether ebb or flow.
Weather blows trees like oceans,
Wuthering waves... roar.
by Martin Braun
August 30, 2023
In memory of my dear mother-in-law, Bea, who was a tremendous poet and an inspiration. A book of her poems was published. She watched Wuthering Heights for countless continuous days. Heathcliff!
A storm blew over, brightening
the town with fast, white, lightening.
Their weatherman was wrong
the “clear skies” were gone.
All in all, it was quite frightening.
my care, my love I show up
my heart beats hope in you
I love you
you say to you love me
from my breath to my heartbeats my love is true
I love you
you say too you love me
do you match me reciprocateable
it not it's okay I'm felt I belong to you only
I am led by the power I miss you each every hour
my care, I care
my love I love
I love you whether reciprocateable
6/24//23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ?2023
If anyone is wondering what it's like
To finally be eighty-seven years young
Gotta tell ya, it's not what I expected
Thought by now I'd have come undone
It's not at all how I thought it would be
This dude's still on top of his game
Still watching all the pretty ladies go by
My lust for these fillies is the same
Whether we're in our twenties or eighties
Still drool at the sight of short shorts
Dreaming of when the world was new
Chasing girls was a real fun sport
This might be a surprise to a lot of souls
Who think we become old and frail
Gonna destroy that myth right here and now
Though our drive is lower on the scale
Minds don't change, we're the same upstairs
Our body betrays us, heaven knows
We still have all the equipment, so visuals
Send shockwaves down to our toes
Now if you're wondering, I'll tell you straight
Worry not, you'll still feel the urge
Only difference is, takes a while to respond
It's still heaven when you feel that surge
I often make writes about truths
Some being mocked; without ruth
If I decide not to bother?
Leave my sisters and brothers
Will I be then a bore? And uncouth?
Whether we like it or not,
Floods are the weather we've got
Water galore,
From sky to floor
Tying us all up in knots
It has been raining for days,
Many roads have become waterways
Instead of a drive,
You are now able to dive
In pools, in gardens and in driveways.
People have fled to their roofs,
It is no joke; it's the truth,
They are afraid to come down
Because they could drown
And some are pretty long in the tooth.
It is useless to feel cross,
Bewildered, worried and lost
On the roof, we must stay,
Until that enlightening day,
We all realise Nature is the Boss!
Be very cautious about what people feed you ~ whether food or words.
November 26, 2022
Our episode was short
But our love was real
Our seal of approval came quick
And our hearts were happy for a brief season
Whether we talk or not what you mean to me does not change!
The weather in our lives will always change
The seasons bring the shift we need
So that we can feed off any situation
Even in the face of adversity!
Nothing can go to waste!
As two individuals who cared for each other
We must taste reflection of every emotion
Whether we talk or not what you mean to me does not change!
Our episode was short
In reality we only came face to face on two occasions
Yet the measure of our gathering will stand the test of time!
This is a prime example of a love that was birth in silence
Whether we talk or not what you mean to me does not change!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
a mourning? weather girl smiled...
'ALL READY!?'...dawn cast-showers...
now a day of sear-ease from the sun...
clouds and the under-showers will reign...
all morning echoing as meme-oar ease with...
respect decades passed to early-year memories...
now...the under-showers rain and i've my hurry-cane...
stan sand
A few hours ago ‘twas 80 degrees
Yet now my toes and fingers fairly freeze
Used to use a weathervane
Stupid rooster went insane
Replacement hen manufactures cold breeze
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