a surprise

the wind
came
unexpectedly
from the North

it broke branches
scattered leaves
tipped
the water bucket
and
frightened
our cat

Triona
was not
impressed

I
was not
best pleased

hanging
on to
my precious elder
drenched to the skin
numb to the bone
fumbling
for scissors
in the dark
mouth stuffed
with weak rope

yes
it must be
Autumn
because
the weather
is better
than
last summer



Poetry by Peter Humphreys
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Written on 2008-10-09 at 12:42

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salem
the weather is always nice and even if not we can make it better than it's,
and we don't have to look at the worst weather from one side once it's bad somewhere it can be nice just steps away...
i'm happy to read your poetry again
2008-10-09


Rob Graber
Enjoyed this vivid description!
2008-10-09


Mark J. Wood
Hi Peter and welcome back.

Nice touch with the cat name (or am I being too Scottish?) and the weather-humour that needs an island/Ireland-dweller's bones to fully appreciate. It sent a reminding blast through me that only a holiday in Scarborough could take away.

I must go now as a madman has invaded my inbox and is holding my attention hostage.

Mark.
2008-10-09


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Hello Peter, sounds like Autumn in her glory, we had gales here last weekend but are now bathed in glorious sunshine - summer is back! Certainly despite the odd gale here, autumn weather is better than the summer. Enjoyed reading this very much

Elle x
2008-10-09