A poem for World Meteorological Day

Selected poems

And Now for the Weather

Today is set to be agreeably alliterative  
across an assortment of areas 
although the occasional metaphor  
may cause some faces to cloud. 

Idioms will be coming down like stair rods 
in northern regions, while the south  
may experience the odd outbreak of similes, 
like an unexpected shower of arrows. 

In coastal, littoral, and seaside areas,  
synonyms remain likely.  
Further inland, sudden gusts of hyperbole 
look set to take your breath away 

and a series of scattered euphemisms  
will have you reaching for your wellies. 
If you’re driving, please be aware that tautologies  
of frozen ice are still affecting some roads,  

after a heavy, prolonged flurry of oxymorons.  
And finally – from tomorrow evening –  
expect the return of some light litotes,  
making next week’s outlook hardly the best. 


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2 thoughts on “A poem for World Meteorological Day

  1. chouse1a's avatar

    So clever, Brian, always. I just can’t match you. Here’s the best I could manage:

    Today’s weather

    Your day starts with a gentle shower

    But after that its dry

    You spray your underarm

    The clouds roll in, but they go by.

    Down at the fridge, its frosty

    But you put the kettle on

    And soon the kitchen’s misty

    But still you battle on.

    You breakfast and things settle

    But that’s when the squall begins

    You’ve eaten beans on toast again

    The forecast is high winds

    Chris House (Aka I M Spardagus)

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