Weather

Colorado weather fascinates me.

It arrives suddenly

It rages

It passes, as suddenly,

to reveal blue-skied sunshine.

Unlike midwestern weather of my past

Which looms

Like heartache 

Or loss

Graying the skies for weeks,

months,

My skin turns gray, too.

I like the anticipation 

Of midwestern weather--

The mounting expectation, 

the building, as skies swell

Gradually

Into a fantastic delivery. 

There is nothing like a midwestern storm.

But wintertime becomes tiresome

Like a friend dwelling in sadness

Uninterested in solutions:

It defines a person, a place,

This emotional weathering.

Being here transforms me.

A deepening, then instant lift

of spirit:
Here I've become sunshine

Emotions pass through with the storms

Always to reveal light

After so long in dreary darkness.