David Harris

Gold Star - 4,611 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Entrails Of Autumn - Poem by David Harris

The sun shone through the window
giving a reality of warmth
as outside people shivered.
The wind lifted hats,
turned umbrellas inside out
as people walked quickly in the rain
wishing they were in doors
in with the warmth again.
This was the entrails of autumn
before winter comes to call.
The season of rain, wind,
and leaves from trees fall,
the season of dying colours
before winter spreads its virgin white
across everything in sight.
The entrails of autumn
before winter comes to call.

5 November 2009

Comments about Entrails Of Autumn by David Harris

  • (11/5/2009 5:31:00 PM)

    oh i see aliens below lol tis a beautiful time 10 (Report) Reply

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  • (11/5/2009 4:33:00 PM)

    Love the entrails of autumn, both the poem and time of year. The most exciting time of all. Aliens must surely travel here from other weatherless worlds, just to enjoy our Fall season. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 5, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 13, 2011

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