pettifogspot

Storm warning, feels like a heavy rain
Winds on the coast tonight
We may get tossed tonight
Storm warning, he made it pretty plain
He’s fallin’ for another,
found a new lover
(and he won’t be back again)
- Bonnie Raitt

I'm worried about Cabbage. Nikau seems to be holding his own and Mr. Pine's seen it a thousand times before, but Cabbage could be in serious trouble here. He's dipping to the left, he's trying to reach the ropes, he's not keeping his arms up - defend yourself - the referee should really call this off, Cabbage is taking a beating out there, ah come on throw in the towel, this is painful to watch - he's getting pummeled - someone do something!
I talk not of the NZ Olympic boxing team, rather of the trees outside my window who, as I write, are being lashed from side to side by a mean southerly. Maybe it's because Cabbage is closer, but he certainly seems to be bearing the brunt of the storm. I hope he has a strong root system, or at least like my friend Mike, and indiscriminate one, either way, he'll need it today, this really is Wahine weather. I can hear sirens in the distance, it's pretty wild out there, hope everyone's okay. It's damn freezing too. The kind of weather Captain Oates would enjoy walking in. So cold indeed it prevented me from going to quiz night last night. That's how cold it is. Be strong Cabbage, be strong.
Hey, seeing it's a sad Wednesday how about a poem?. I actually went looking for one by Robert Frost that begins 'Tree at my window, window tree', but I couldn't find it, instead I found this cheery little number, that suits perfectly such a miserable day.

Bereft

Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
What would it take my standing there for,
Holding open a restive door,
Looking down hill to a frothy shore?
Summer was past and day was past.
Sombre clouds in the west were massed.
Out in the porch's sagging floor,
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,
Blindly struck at my knee and missed.
Something sinister in the tone
Told me my secret must be known:
Word I was in the house alone
Somehow must have gotten abroad,
Word I was in my life alone,
Word I had no one left but God.