september or bust


september or bust  ( tsub ro rebmetpes )



a hymn again beyond the fog

with pissing rain, the earth’s a bog


a gurgled splodge, a sodden trudge

of mother mud & chocolate fudge


the bouncing ground’s a trampoline

the browns & greens of in between


a trundle sees the orchards hang

a mutant hue, a boomerang


& england spins, the branches shake

as petals snow & phantoms wake


a feather falls upon the fro

the gardens lark as breezes crow


& all is balls, the squirrels scry

& blather nuts – the bend is nigh


the summery is crystal blear

the bumbles bee – ’til autumn’s here
























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