hello crafty green poet, well i share your sentiment. more balance in the form the weather takes would be really great but i'll add this little twist - if you love rain as much as sun (as i do) then it's actually not that bad!! the rest of my family wishes for sun, sun, and more sun by the way!! i hope you have a sunny day!!! steven
actually the sun has eventually come out, but even so....
ReplyDeleteI don't think I'm quite on the same wavelength with the Norwegians!
ReplyDeleteLaughing 'cause I'm longing for rain.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you - haven't seen a rainbow in weeks
ReplyDeletehello crafty green poet, well i share your sentiment. more balance in the form the weather takes would be really great but i'll add this little twist - if you love rain as much as sun (as i do) then it's actually not that bad!! the rest of my family wishes for sun, sun, and more sun by the way!! i hope you have a sunny day!!! steven
ReplyDeleteDave - I think if you live in Norway you need to be on that wavelength....
ReplyDeleteDeb- oh I know, it seems to be extremes everywhere...
Elizabeth - no, where are they all?
Steven - I actually don't mind the rain, its just there's been so much of it.....
I echo that sentiment Juliet - you have sunshine, the clouds are all down here in Yorkshire at present.
ReplyDeleteDear Juliet, well if it were only a matter of clothes...I agree with the end of your poem, maybe the Norwegians love irony in a way...
ReplyDeleteThank you for the comment on "Mountains".
Oh yes Juliet! Let us all pray to the Sun God, your poem as a prayer?:) Dreadful summer and all that beautiful ---very wet green we cannot enjoy...
ReplyDeleteThe glorious Ra does not like Scotland. Although this Canadian does mind the cooler weather...
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Oh lord, how I agree, yesterday my neighbour told me I should go and live in India, he may be right!
ReplyDeleteI rather agree with the Norwegians!! But I'm sending you my wishes for a sunny Edinburgh weekend anyway!!
ReplyDeleteLovely. I love that I can feel the want. It makes it perfect.
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Only when my drier broke
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I missed the sun
I miss the sun too when it's gone for very long. Nice poem. That last stanza is my favorite.
ReplyDeleteThe poem is a rainbow, a smile in the end versus and an arching sky in the middle. Beautifully made, Juliet.
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