MY LIFE IS WEATHERBOUND
H. W. Bryce
Red mini comp of Feb 21/21
My life is weatherbound.
First, the snow, then the rain,
The frost, the sleet, the hail, the sun.
Can’t get free of this weather.
How am I?
I am weather bound.
It’s always there.
When it storms, I must stay in;
When it suns, I bake.
Two days are never the same.
–sometimes the weather dictates
My mood: During a storm, I brood;
During the sunshine, I tend to shine.
Much like Shakespeare’s characters.
Weather and witches rule.
For sure, my life is weatherbound.
My life is whether bound.
Whether I decide to go or come,
Be here or where I’m from,
Go for the old brass ring
Or stay and fight the day’s sting,
Whether I do or do not,
About every little thing.
Whether I love you,
Or if I am just smitten and I do.
Whether I am up or upside down.
For sure, my life is whetherbound.
Whether I live by the weather
Or live by my life depends upon
Whether I can weather the storms
Outside and the storms within,
Stick to my goals or dash off to
The beach, Work on my work/poem/novel
Or work on my tan.
Calm the inner storm; brave the outer.
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