the day the weather broke
We’d sat in shady corners while
The sun pressed hard against our skin,
No let up for so many weeks, so when
The weather finally broke that day
We stepped outside, the pitter-patter
Of the rain felt icy on my nose- eyes closed,
Face turned to the angry sky that growls
With fury at our careless ways.
Things have to change,
We cannot bear that heat again, the fumes
On days when reading novels hurts
And only coffees with the clink of ice
Can calm those itching nerves.
The weather has finally changed over here in the UK. We have had about two weeks of back to back sunshine and I am a typical Brit in that I cannot bear any weather over about twenty degrees.
Now that the weather has broken, it feels like I have taken a deep breath of fresh air after weeks of being starved of oxygen. It feels like the end of a panic attack when the fog has cleared and life feels manageable again.
But this heatwave has left a bad taste in all of our mouths because we can see how climate change is having a real impact on our lives – and that is scary.
I hope that we can turn this around because I actually felt quite afraid as the heat blazed on and on. It felt like there was never going to be an end to that oppressive heat. I don’t want this to continue and I pray that we can find some answers, and soon.