Of An Autumn

One more hour, one more day,
One more look back on the way,
Two more chances, here and gone,
Moments now before the dawn

One more night he'll toss and turn
With the image clear and bright
Of an autumn spent in peace
That eludes him in

The night

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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