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Autumn 7

Wednesday, 29 October 2008 9:36:12

So as the days now shorten
and the wind picks up we realise that
The swallows and the swifts have gone
The pond is empty of its frogs
But here and there a bee, a wasp drones on

And while some autumn flowers bloom
The last sweet peas of summer struggle on
The beech trees shake themselves like dogs
and the wind chimes slightly out of tune
And the swallows and the swifts have gone.

More lines shuffled about and I've experimented with repeating the line about swifts and swallows.  I think I'll leave it for a while now.  I still want to play with the image of the trees being browner on one side than the other, though. Perhaps that's a separate piece - a haiku maybe?

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