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a surprise
by Peter Humphreysthe 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 10/09/2008
Author's Note: A night when I thought the wind would snap my elder and the old rope was just not strong enough to hold it. But as I write this, the elder is still laden with berries at the end of the garden. So the weak rope must have been stronger than I thought or maybe just the elder!
Posted on 10/09/2008
Copyright © 2024 Peter Humphreys
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 10/09/08 at 11:27 AM lol another great write with brilliant imagery. Hope you are well Peter. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/09/08 at 03:13 PM Alive with what the seasons will throw at us. I have to ask about the rope in mouth?? Great last stanza. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 10/09/08 at 03:24 PM A fine write Peter. My dog gets very nervous when he hears the wind whistle around our place. |
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