Weather

Cloud

As borderless as any cloud
Oh Hurricane Brown

As ever saw the world around, round, around, around

Oh Hurricane Brown

Hurricane Brown, unreleased

Frost

She wore the guise of a winter squall
Blowing through my empty hall,
With rime on window, frost on sill,
And icicle on gable bell

When a Man's in Love He Feels No Cold, Farewell Sorrow

Then in a city in the north
I came to the foot of the High-Low Stair
Something gave a twinkle in my eye
And there stood a Sage in the frosty air

Unyoked Oxen Turn, Spoils

I remember the year of the burning
I remember the year of the frost
I remember the year of the famine
I remember they year of the loss

The Year of the Burning, unreleased

Rain

When rain pours down to quicken
The blackbird in the aspen
She sings of how we sicken
Of Breadalbane's rolling hills

The Laverock in the Blackthorn, unreleased

Snow

Then she wore the guise of fallow doe,
As great with young as she could go
Then she turned to me, then turned to go,
Leaving footprints in the snow

When a Man's in Love He Feels No Cold, Farewell Sorrow

For I am like a chimney,
A chimney in the snow,
White as any lily,
Yet blacker than the coal

Let Me Lie and Bleed Awhile, The Amber Gatherers

Now the hinges of the year have rust on every rivet
The deeper we will have to breathe the air just to outlive it
The more the sun shines in the door before the month of Evus
The mark on snow and so we know, cruel Boreas deceives us

If at twelve o'clock I'd walk a shadow's length behind you
The deeper I will have to dig the driven snow to find you

Hyperboreans, A Selection of Marches, Quicksteps, Laments, Strathspeys Reels and Country Dances

Madonna of the fangs melts away, melts away
Madonna of the snows melts away
Madonna melts away when Aurora brings the day
Oh Madonna of the snows melts away

I Saw the Boy of Blazing Brow Take to Rood Like Groom to Bride, unreleased

What cares the crow for the plaint of lapwing?
What cares the snow for the summer's thaw?
Or Orion's bow for the sting of scorpion?
Or the heads of Europe as they roll away?

What Cares the Crow for the Plaint of Lapwing? unreleased

Squall

She wore the guise of a winter squall
Blowing through my empty hall,
With rime on window, frost on sill,
And icicle on gable bell

When a Man's in Love He Feels No Cold, Farewell Sorrow

Sunshine

Now the hinges of the year have rust on every rivet
The deeper we will have to breathe the air just to outlive it
The more the sun shines in the door before the month of Evus
The mark on snow and so we know, cruel Boreas deceives us
...
When Boreas again begins to blow a little harder
We'll go to our unwed bed [?], therein to make our larder
When Boreas at last relents and the sun again is shining
We'll let the rhythm guide the sense, the sense misguide the rhyming

Hperboreans, A Selection of Marches, Quicksteps, Laments, Strathspeys Reels and Country Dances

Thunder

Now the age has come to rust, we've seen the death of wonder
Now we rob graverobber's graves and redisplay the plunder
And we fill some dead composer's staves with irony and thunder

Ned Ludd's Rant (for a World Rebarbarised), Spoils

I saw him climb the mountainside and stretch up to the starry vault
And I saw the boy of blazing brow take to rood like groom to bride
With muckle strength and muckle pride
Proclaim with voice like thunderbolt

I Saw the Boy of Blazing Brow Take to Rood Like Groom to Bride, unreleased

Oh wish it then, brother, that we had been smothered in our mother's early embraces
We'll wish it then, sisters, that we had been strangled or hanged in our tangling dresses
We'd wish it then, father, the race would take over, would thunder away and replace us
We'd wish it then, mother, that we would ascend to the side of the mighty creatrix

Bring Me the Glass, unreleased

It fell upon the the Lammas eve
The spectral pack had come a-souling
No starring on the heaven's weave
Only lonely thunder rolling

The End of Breeding, unreleased

Tornadic

Though the road be dark as clove and long as laurel
In tornadic Arkansas and Alabama
And I can only buckle in and watch in horror
And listen to our language lose its former grammar

Where Twines the Path, The Amber Gatherers

Weather

She spins like a pinwheel, she's never known rest

Deep in the deserts of the weather-blown nest

It's there that I find her and trying to love
I sidle behind, I hover above

Hurricane Brown, unreleased

Wind

I took my only young son, And my only daughter,
Down where the willow wands weep into the water,
And Walter my young son, he reached up and caught her,
When away like a seedling, a gentle wind brought her

Down Where the Willow Wands Weep, Farewell Sorrow

And she gave me the wreath and she sang like a starling,
My fingers intwined in her feathery hair,
But she shrugged me away and said Alasdair, darling,
When a song's on the wind it belongs to the air

The Whole House is Singing, Farewell Sorrow

When past or glass has passed away
And the sponges have absorbed the aegean
I will hitch a ride on an endless wind
From what must be fled I will ever be fleeing

The Yarn Unraveller, The Wyrd Meme

Now Morrigan's [?] floundering inside in the whirlwind
While down in the underworld man lies abandoned?

The Wheels of the World, unreleased

Well windfall was in retrograde, bloom was all a-drifting
Every wraith made with her shade over the lintel lifting
Come and join the loudness wars
It's time we waged the loudness wars

The Loudness Wars, unreleased

When wind blows in to waken
the laverock in the blackthorn
She sings of all the aching
In her scotia of the ills
...
It is my sorrow sorest
Woe the falling forest
The north wind brings me no rest
And death is in the sky

The Laverock in the Blackthorn, unreleased