Stevie Taite

(30th January 1973 / Kent, England)

Autumn 's waking mutants!


When Autumn knocks and hangs his leafy coat up by the door
Drifting slowly in and leaving footprints on the floor
He drags along behind him his dormant pathogens
The central heating shakes them and their Summer slumber ends
We as humble humans stand to play the perfect host
A feast we serve the growing hoards, with medicines
we toast.
The apex of the predators, so dominant are we
But every year stopped in our tracks by things we cannot see
We dropp like flies from offices, and schools have empty chairs
A mutant generation catch our white cells unawares
We are lucky if the Autumn leaves us free from snotty
noses
And come the Spring we're thankful when the door on Winter closes.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, October 10, 2012

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Oh so much tissue and red noses this time of year in this country!

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  • John Brown (10/11/2012 10:56:00 AM)

    Brilliant Stevie. Well written. I'm not a fan of winter, and the bugs that accompany it either. (Report) Reply

  • Saadat Tahir (10/11/2012 7:26:00 AM)

    lovely...just the opening started off @ a wow pace

    When Autumn knocks and hangs his leafy coat up by the door
    Drifting slowly in and leaving footprints on the floor

    lovely lovely....so charming romantic and poetic.... :) (Report) Reply

  • Kelvin Owusu (10/11/2012 6:21:00 AM)

    You were right i enjoyed this piece, start to finish (The apex of the predators, so dominant are we
    But every year stopped in our tracks by things we cannot see) for me that was a great line, great job (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (10/10/2012 6:46:00 PM)

    the world as seen through your kaleidoscoped eyes is always different from any one else.

    Always truly different!
    anything else and I'm going to trip over the thumbs up (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (10/10/2012 2:54:00 PM)

    Wonderful Stevie, love it - I have just one problem however, and that is with the last line: and come the Spring we're thankful when the door on Winter closes. For the past few years, especially this one, I don't recall Winter 's door ever closing! ! Haha, just joking - we've had such a crap 'summer' haven't we. I remember having a snotty nose in May. Great poem though, and yes I do like it. (Report) Reply

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