Weather Teacup Brews In Storm Clouds Poem by Terence George Craddock

the weather
is supposed to be
a safe conversational subject

unless a storm
terrible dangerous weather
threatens on horizon

approaching storm
black cloud dark menace
is coming brewing on distant horizons

hoping for course changes
dissipating strength a better forecast
not an eye of storm double hit

bullseye level disaster
flings about lives like falling leaves
who will burn bonfire leaves restore order