Line-up

More weather.  Maybe this year I am paying attention in a different way.  Could be.  Still... it seems that I have seen more ominous weather this summer.  It feels like way more than simple rain, a normal summer thunderstorm.

The rain and winds arrive suddenly,

Then suddenly

Again.

I watch the weather

Line up in the west

The clouds like football players

Roiling in patterns

Fancy footwork

Only determined by some coach

Somewhere.

This happens every summer

He says

But me

I do not remember a summer

Like this one.

This is not the usual line-up

Of clouds

To the west.

If it happens every summer

Like this

I must have been asleep

Before.