Today, is a cold and miserable day. It actually began yesterday, which is ironic. It was the first day after summer solstice. Summer does not feel like it is here. It has been a bumpy spring with warm and cooler days mixed together.
It has been a few days since I wrote a poem, so I wrote based on today’s non-seasonal weather. It is like the weather is looking for a home and cannot figure out where it is.
Summer fights to arrive,
A day after the solstice,
Winds feel glacial,
Marching coldly down upon us.
The wind wails her sad song,
A lost banshee,
Keening as she searches,
Not feeling at home in early summer.
Although this picture is a few weeks old, the day it was taken it was cold, windy, and rainy. It feels much like that again. The steel-grey skies in the background are like what we have today.
