nature weeps

Mother Nature’s
moodswings
as violent as my own

she is weeping
and wailing
her tears pour down
my window pane
her cries whistle
round the chimney

such confusion
it should be spring
but she is so cold
and alone
nothing makes sense
in this mixed up world

the gentle warmth
of spring sunshine
is forgotten
all she can give us
is sleet and snow
storms lashing
soaked
with passion
and despair

change of season

today will be mostly rainy
the grey cold sky weeps hard
with weary forlorn tears
that trickle down my windowpanes

yesterday was bright and sunny
as light shone proud on frost
and frozen droplets glistened
bathed in smiles and warmth

moodswings of poor mother nature
going through the change