My brother married
A vivacious woman
She positively glowed
as effusive compliments
echo by my brother

She beguiled him
With her charms.
She was a cynosure
Of all eyes
As she walked
Into the room

As time passed
Their love
Became volatile

My brother and I
Devised
Our own language
Though the use of
Weather Terms;  

It’s a sunny day
meant
A good time to visit

Cloudy weather
Changing Rapidly
meant
She’s about to blow.
Not advisable to stop by

The weather terms I worried about most;

Thunderstorms, Eminent Danger

Lighting Strikes likely Twice

I only heard this report once;

A Cyclone Twister
Appeared out of nowhere
Run for the hills
Nowhere to hide
No one is safe
Probable Casualties

My reply;
Yep I’ll skip the visit
To my Brother’s today

Brother’s reply;
Yes a good judgment call
Little Sister

My reply ;
Thanks for the heads up, Bro

I’m a Smooth Sailing Breeze
Perhaps I’ll Catch you
On the way back.
Depending on where
The Weather Blows

Brother’s s reply

“Bury me at Sea

I fear RIP”
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Inspired Songs;
1) You Are The Sunshine of My life 1972
By Stevie Wonder

2) Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head 1942
By B J Thomas

3) Have You Ever seen The Rain?
By Creedence Clearwater Revival

4) Fire And Rain 1970
By James Taylor

5) Rider On The Storm 1971
By The Doors


Footnotes
Regardless of this turbulence
This couple has been together for 45 years
a lot of weather under the bridge. I think that’s what they mean by weathering the storm. If marriage was easy, everybody would be married. I think we’re just the kind of people who don’t quit. you take the good with the bad regardless of the situation you keep going and there’s always tomorrow. There’s no such thing divorce. If you think about it, if you know you’re gonna be together tomorrow, it kind of takes the sting out of those hurtful comments. more than 50% of all marriages end in divorce.

I’m sorry
I’m so sorry
I’m trying
I’m really trying

believe me

I gave in again
I gave in to the voices again
I—
cut myself again

please

please forgive me
please—
I didn’t mean to—
no, I did
but not like that
not to hurt you
but now it feels like I did

please don’t leave me

not like she did

please
stay a little longer
just a while
just—
forever?
I’ll get better, I promise

I promise

I just—
I can’t be alone
not in this house
not in this war-zone of a home
where voices break more than silence
where hands break more than glass

I—
I can’t stay here
or I fear—
no, I know—
the darkness will take me

please,
my love—
forgive me

you said
you’d never leave
you said
you’d stay
but what if one day
you get tired?

what if you see
I’m not something
you can fix?

what if
I never mend?

I don’t want to be like this forever.

but I’m scared

because all I’ve ever known
is hurt
instead of love

they were supposed to be better—
the ones who took us in
but the mother had fists like storms
and the father—
I don’t want to say it
but it stays inside me like rot

and now—
no, now I sound like I want pity
like I want someone to look at me
to see me

social media says
I’m an attention seeker
for saying this
for feeling this
for needing someone to listen

even my own therapist feels like a lie

what was I even talking about?

…oh

cutting myself

I got carried away, didn’t I?
I always do.

I’m just—
I don’t know
I don’t know how to stop
I don’t know how to let go

the grudge I hold—
it’s eating me alive

I’m sorry
I’m so sorry
I—

I put more scars into my body
again
again
again

if they find out
they’ll send me away
they’ll—

please
please don’t let them

please help me

please—

Maryann,
help me.

In a million different people
Disappears a dot.
One second im alive,
The other i'm not.