Poem:Invisible Horses and Guns

Dearest Weather
What a friend you are
On the blackboard of a day
You chalk out your feelings
A very hard ABC

Our plates can eat fear
Our cups can drink love
A teacher of surprise
Today England is caught out

Cricket is much better
On a green sunny field
Polished by gardeners

Today you blow your air
Like soot from a chimney
One hundred miles per hour
The media is crying hell
Just look at your photographs
The wild west with invisible
Horses and guns

Come on love
Homes under water
The army is out
The ministers are bombarded
Just bring some sense to life
Before we all crumble into rain drops