In this lovely Summer time to re-present a sunny weather poem,The Azores High, a spoken version
Tag: weather
Beaufort Scale 8
Beaufort Scale 8
Who knows what gales
Around the headland blow
When all seems calm
Skies are clear
Fair weather set to hold
Breathe in that still air
Cherish the warm
Breeze which blows
Gently across your face
Savour each scented
Wild flower
You pass by
After all
Who knows what gales
Around the headland blow
Published as part of Kilkenny Library Poets on Board Scheme