Tuesday 26 February 2019

The Reign Of Relief


One of those macerated-days, & where fractious 
‘ministrations’ of nether-conceived weather biles 
hostility - yet in a sense, springs relief; tho we’ve 
needed it, prayed for it to come, pleaded for this 
treasure’s release upon our current ‘desiccation’, 
(we’d all but forgot what springing-green means) 
it’s then that it rains; what arrives seems to ‘end’ 
all th’ agonies, but it’s storm-cells form flooding 

Y’d guess optimistically, merely overnight angst 
for the few in wrong places but its assessments 
suggest many crops fell foul - thus the seasonal 
yields won’t fare well & shortfalls will fail to quell 
on-going debt from previous years. Then there’s 
a belief this is merely The Beginning of The End 

Even the Weather Bureau adds to the irony; their 
Southern Ocean’s temperature profile gives that 
eerie postulation its credence; but, we’ll survive, 
and make our way home to The Power Blackout 
we can’t possibly live without - 8 hours of it too; 
and now what d’ you do in an imposed vacuum, 

Given th’ continuous wet weather cower piously 
© 16 October 2018, I. D. Carswell 

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