Stormy Weather
Increasingly, the atmosphere
is starting to feel rather queer.
Instead of cats and dogs, I fear,
it’s raining antelope and deer.
Day after day, year after year,
nature shifts to a higher gear.
It does not take a weather seer
to see the writing on the mirror.
The warnings hinted at appear.
A cataclysm is drawing near.
The prompt today is atmospheric.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
“The storm starts, when the drops start dropping
When the drops stop dropping then the storm starts stopping.
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I think, perhaps, the cataclysm has arrived.
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I think we’ve had our cataclysm this year — fire season must be considered a part of the weather pattern!
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Definitely.
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Lovely combination of photo and poem, Judy!
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Thanks, Anton. Still visiting family so not much time to do blogs. J
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antelope and deer lol!
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Great interpretation for the prompt…..great anyway. 😊
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