The Autumn Statement

Fresh football fixtures, fill our Saturdays kids all get haircuts and new shoes for school white summer dresses are folded away north winds caress us as evenings turn cool Summer's end harvest, berries and chestnuts broken branches, the scattering of leaves shaken dog walkers with their shell shocked mutts low hanging sunshine, a Cox apple breeze Weather becomes our preoccupation ends talk of rioters, waiting for cells and pauses all of our speculation on flip-phone Fuhrers, in fancy hotels Storm Lilian found, it's way down our street the Autumn statement, arrived at our feet.