The theme for this October's National Poetry Day is 'remember'
Ratter in the Shed
An old great-coat
aged by name you feel
dark blue they once said
fades into the settling dust
on the work bench. Sunlight
pours in through the dirty glass
gleams on the dancing motes,
catches the eye makes the
dim interior more interesting.
Something has nudged,
nuzzled and nestled into
the coat, owned it for a while
on colder nights, sleeping
away days perhaps. Every-
one should have a ratter
in their shed.
The new man didn't know
the value and obliterated
our old shed.
There's no loss in the memory,
only comfort. It settles me in
the dust of that old coat.
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