The winds we have today remind me of this poem I wrote a few years ago.


Autumn Jinn

The push and shove of the bully wind
Pulls at my scarf and jostles my hair
It's Fall after all so what's to mind
As I make my way round a corner where
It hides like a rambunctious wunderkind
My coat and hat fluffed in buffeting air
My dignity lost to this pugnacious Jinn
With his raucous laugh and pneumatic flair
I gather up my pride and grin
Small chance of besting him in his lair
When winter snows which he portends
Bless my day... We'll again be friends




Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-10-30 at 00:16

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm with Tom.
2018-10-30


Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
Lively and fun to read!
2018-10-30


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Joe! I love "pneumatic flair," among many other fine lines, and the hint of what's to come. I'm feeling it, too.
2018-10-30