Below is the poem entitled September which was written by poet
Laan. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Autumn bites the air
sharpening a September morning.
Fields of wrapped summers lie
in rolls of harvested hay.
Berries bruise tart hedgerows
their sprinting thorns startle
a dandelion sun.
Thistle heads tuft purple
tossing seeds into a fleece breeze.
A patchwork of seasoned meadows
sleep beneath cauliflower clouds.
Castle ruins crumble
among sheep cotton fields
on a hearty harvest noon.