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CRUEL, CRUEL WINTER

Poetry By: Philip Roberts
Literary fiction



The cruel winter of 2008 did finally end. February 2009 produced the 7 hottest days since 1855 and every day in Feb was at least 100 Degrees Fahrenheit. 100 Degree days are almost unknown in Melbourne!


Submitted:Jan 21, 2011    Reads: 25    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I'm sitting in Melbourne dreaming of white Christmas
Something which in Australia we've never known,
Just as winter devoured spring, it now devours summer
And in December we've almost come to expect snow.

It's a cruel, cruel winter this year, 2008
Starting June 1st it hasn't ended by December,
It's a winter set to kill all the people living rough
And which even those indoors will e'er remember.

It's a cruel and vicious winter that we've had this year
And by December 9, we're still having hail and rain,
There'll be no prawns on the barbie this Christmas
As we're starting to think we won't see summer again.

It's a cruel, cruel winter that goes on forever
As it's starting to seem we'll never see the summer sun,
Just as spring was swallowed up by winter this year
Will there come a time when summer has begun?

Or will the cruel, cruel winter of 2008
Continue right through until June of 2009?
Will the rain, the hail, the sleet, the storms ever stop?
Will we ever get to hear the weather girl say, "Fine"?

THE END
© Copyright 2010
Philip Roberts





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