Clouded Under: Weather Wandering

Oh, no!
Blogging,
Oops, forgot again,
Too busy practicing, but

The weather is delightful,
Quilted sky
Frowns down upon
The earth,

What a scowl!
But no rain comes.
Seagulls fly low
To avoid hitting the ceiling,

Ripples of light
Leak through
The holes,
Brightening the horizon.

What a day,
But too much
To summarize,
The atmosphere tells all,

A chilly evening in store,
Time to bundle up
And get ready
To go to work once more.

Flying around
To prepare
Like the gulls
That rise and swoop;

Gulping down supper
To make up time;
Going way to fast,
But the comfort
Doesn’t last anyway.