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.