Autumn 's Waking Mutants! Poem by Stevie Taite

Autumn 's Waking Mutants!

Rating: 4.3


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.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Oh so much tissue and red noses this time of year in this country!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren 10 October 2012

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.

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Kelvin Owusu 11 October 2012

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

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Kanav Justa 07 December 2012

Excellent skills ...

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Ruby Honeytip 24 November 2012

Yep! ! You are amazing! !

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Yash Shinde 21 October 2012

lovely so charming....wonderful idea

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John Brown 11 October 2012

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

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Saadat Tahir 11 October 2012

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.... :)

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