Melbourne Weather

On far horizons, the sun yet to rise,
Hot air balloons waft across the still morn,
Gentle warbles are heard from the magpies,
While the possums go to sleep with a yawn.

The sun immersed land is quiet and bland,
But now clouds whirl and spin inwards with zeal,
The iron-willed wind nothing can remand,
It rips through the terrain with a harsh squeal.

Icy branding irons of rain streak to earth,
Harassing and hunting native fauna,
Towering trees felled, despite their wide girth,
Their hardy branches moaning from the trauma

Melbourne’s meteorological state,
Always changing, something I really hate!

Melbourne Weather

jesssicarose

Joined October 2009

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Had to write an annoying sonnet. I HATE SONNETS!!! But it describes Melbourne weather pretty well :P

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