Double, double, toil and trouble

Day 092/100

Have not had a poetry/literary days for a while and today was one of those days. The best piece of work I could choose is from Shakespeare’s Macbeth with the witches toiling over their cauldron making some exotic brew. The weather here today has been pretty crazy and the swirling, tumultuous skies reminded me of the play, it has to be my favorite. With some unseen god who is having a bad day just throwing what ever comes to hand into the great big pot that is the worlds weather, a pinch of drizzle, a good dash of wind (gale force to be exact), a decent splash of heavy rain all mixed up with dark clouds. Not unlike a witches heady brew. Enjoy.

William Shakespeare

Macbeth

ALL.  Double, double toil and trouble; 
    Fire burn, and caldron bubble. 
       2 WITCH.  Fillet of a fenny snake, 
    In the caldron boil and bake; 
    Eye of newt, and toe of frog, 
    Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, 
    Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting, 
    Lizard’s leg, and owlet’s wing,— 
    For a charm of powerful trouble, 
    Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. 
       ALL.  Double, double toil and trouble; 
    Fire burn, and caldron bubble.