We were wondering which theme to choose
For next week’s poetry
Whether to pick seasonal spring
The meteorological quirks of Cumbria
Or possibly the wintry ‘weather’
Ever present in Great Britain
I wondered whether
‘Weather’ and ‘whether’
Held more personal appeal
Being a working man Wordsmith
With apron and hammer
And a slight Irish stammer
Soon I was wondering whether
Others had been seduced
By this knife-edge theme
Of ‘weather’ and ‘whether’
I knew I was not the first
To wonder about whether and weather
So I began wondering about others
Who had wondered about whether and weather
Then I found myself wondering whether
Others had wondered
Whether others had wondered
About whether and weather
Then I stopped
Sean Hunt
Windermere March 2016
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 3:03 PM UTC
We were wondering which theme to choose
For next week’s poetry
Whether to pick seasonal spring
The meteorological quirks of Cumbria
Or possibly the wintry ‘weather’
Ever present in Great Britain
I wondered whether
‘Weather’ and ‘whether’
Held more personal appeal
Being a working man Wordsmith
With apron and hammer
And a slight Irish stammer
Soon I was wondering whether
Others had been seduced
By this knife-edge theme
Of ‘weather’ and ‘whether’
I knew I was not the first
To wonder about whether and weather
So I began wondering about others
Who had wondered about whether and weather
Then I found myself wondering whether
Others had wondered
Whether others had wondered
About whether and weather
Then I stopped
Sean Hunt
Windermere March 2016
