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It's National Poetry Day today and a grand day we have for it too...



Autumn

I'm sitting in my office in the eaves
Watching as the leaves fly past. They writhe and spin
Wrenched from their branches
By the howling banshee that is the wind.
My computer screen shakes as each gust hits the house
And I am gripped by the desire to run outside
To scream and dance and be a banshee too.
But tomorrow I am 40, so instead
I click Reply and start to type.


Autumn Haiku

It's a good thing I
Am keen on wind and rain as
Winter is long here.