Whether the Weather Weathers
A poetic tongue twister
Whether the weather weathers your words
or not, the whorls of worlds inside worms and wombs
will wither to whittled wasps and wands.
The weather will weather whatever it weathers,
whether there’s worry or whirl, wherever
wild winds twirl the weeds like whips unfurled.
Watch as wisps of whispered wants wing
their way into whimpering whales, wandering
witchery of wander-lusted wives, woven
into wails. The weather swelters and welters,
swallows and wallows in waste or wear,
I swear the sword will waken and wage the war.