The Weatherman

Posted: March 26, 2014 in Uncategorized

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

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We’re in for a big one
The weatherman said
So we rush to the store
For milk, eggs & bread

He tells us how much
We all can expect
The East coast’s been battered
All Mother Nature’s neglect

He charts and he studies
And strings us along
Now matter how hard
He still gets it wrong

We open the door
And brace for the worst
And get hit in the face
With a cold sunny burst

We sigh in the doorway
And peel off the layers
And curse at the weatherman
The sly purveyor

Yet night after night
The forecast is given
Will this one be right?
As we sit and we listen

For the upcoming day
The radar is zooming
And the weatherman prays
After all he’s just human

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