The Summer is Grey

The heat of June,
Has been consumed,
By clouds of battleship grey,
Where once were barbeques,
Abandoned embers lay,
And crowds upon the beaches,
Who once might have burned,
Instead of the traditional red,
Blue from cold they turn.

Ice creams are superfluous,
Since the windchill is quite high,
And if you jump into the sea,
From hypothermia you will die,
Bikini sales are at a low ebb,
Shorts and sunglasses too,
And you won't be needing your sunblock,
Because so far this summers been poo.

Haha, i was under the impression that was just your average UK weather.
Nice poem mate


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reply to post by 3nLiGhT3n


Well I know that the British weather is typically described as rain, with the occasional bursts of sun, snow, sleet, hail, high winds, and merely overcast. We are held in some humorous regard, simply because we invented a game which cannot be played in wet weather (cricket), despite having a reputation as a rainy nation.

However, the reality of things is that the truely odd thing about our weather here, is the extremes it goes to. We regularly have summers which require much application of high factor suncreams, topping out at 38 degrees C ( the highest I have ever personally expirienced here in our sometimes sunny seaside town), and winters which have been known to drop as low as -15 around here, and even lower in the north.

This year however, we have had very little fine weather in my area. I personally hate sunny weather, because suncream makes me feel scummy, but sunny weather brings more business to our area, due to the tourist draw of our seafront. Although it might not seem to matter in our trade, the locksmith and hardware shop in which I work often sees an upward trend in business during sunny periods. This poem therefore, is inspired not only by the unseasonably dark and dismal weather (which in my opinon is somewhat better than the nuclear tyranny of a summer sun,beating ceaselessly against my flesh), but also by its effects on trade.

reply to post by TrueBrit


I liked that, it made me chuckle that last bit..And how true it is as well. The weather is bizarre in this place i tell ya. And i never use suncreme because it makes me feel all slimey ewwwwwwwwww.

reply to post by TheDoctor46


I dont have much choice where sun protection is concerned. I get too hot to cover my arms, and my skin is so pale that I burn like a bacon rasher under a blow lamp!

Nice rhyme scheme.

It's been the opposite here in the Toronto area. Everyday of this past week has had humidity levels 75% and higher. It's killing me!

reply to post by TrueBrit


I liked it friend.

Hot and humid here in the southern state of America I don't mind, but sure wish I had a pool to hop into

Never been over seas but would share love to one day

Thanks for sharing

Hope your day has gone well and have a nice evening
-nat

S&F

Keep writing, friend, keep writing! If I'm not imagining it, you're getting more and more skilled with each poem you post. ME LOVES!

reply to post by XxNightAngelusxX


Thank you very much

I am going to keep writing. Like with everything I do, I want to try and do it better every time.