Storm Warning
It can tell
By the smell
Of the sea when to be
Aware of the oncoming
Flush of water, the smooth
Wet-wear of the night-swanning
Into the weary time called
Light-house wering
Where we all gain a longtime
View of the real time of the loss
Of the ships
Through the weather prophet being
A long time in the making
But little in the wearing.
It shall be the end of the world
As we start to take along a real
Time real place sort of timing license
And use the wrong sending to make
It to the end of the sailing
And forecast the use of furled weather
Balloons to be sure of
The weather in the near future.
Balloon balloon
It lakes us frills and all the same as
The use of the weir and waring of the wheel
And shows us to the end of the story
When it all shall be then and there the use of all things
And the loss of the real thing called the weft and the
Wine.
