WEDNESDAY 14th OCTOBER 2009.

The clear blue sky
Fooled me,
This Goole morning,
As a chill in the air
Spilled
Its cold silk
Down my neck,
And the
Effect was immediate:
Feet, that
Had eagerly
Greeted the sun
Moments earlier,
Shaved daybreak’s
Dust from the pavement
As they rushed
Back inside to
Address
My wardrobe better.
But upon
Attempting my
Journey again
The heavy grey scarf,
I now wore,
Was courted
By the still shrill
Light of autumn
And sweat followed
The previous textile’s
Course beneath my
Collar; It seems we
Can’t yet secure
Temperature’s
Honour.