It's sunny and beautiful

outside

warm and comfortable

inside:

poetry weather.

Where your soul lightens

at the unexpected sounds

of late summer's birdsong.

Your delight at their friendly noises

makes you want to dance

want to draw

to paint

to write.

Where every artist's head

is filled with inspiration and

even the most illiterate of us

has words floating in patterns

phrases

of peaceful lightheartedness.

A sharp cold wind blows strong

but the sun's defiance against the clouds inspires

your own.

You life your chin and you can't help

but smile

as you look at each thing with 

new wonder

as if every moment is a

miracle.

Poetry weather.