This poem is a waka, an old Chinese form with lines of syllables in a 5-7-5-7-7 pattern. The last two lines were later discarded to create the format known as haiku. I find that waka are still fun to write, for poems that need that little bit more to complete them

Song of the Autumn Wind

Wind plays on its flute
A tune for the sleeping town
Fiendish lullaby

The musician's nimble hands
Play fast; talented zephyr