just a bit exaggerated?

on these hot days i try to picture

the Portland TV reporter standing

at Sylvan Hill with snowflakes

drifting around her and melting

into the wet sidewalk while she

exclaimed, “We’re reporting

from a white-out!”

shorts and sandals await

 my sandals waiting

as spring makes up its mind

to stay above fifty degrees

my shorts will continue waiting

until i make up my mind

to take off those last fifty pounds               

sky rivers buffeted

our sky rivers buffeted, dislodged

from paths we on earth have come

to expect

changes in our weather from above

and beyond bring snow yet again

in the middle of april

and yet again the knowledge

that, despite our fussing, nature

will do as nature wills

as it weaves the world we live in