liberty gragg Poet Free verse

Change Upon a September(DHR)

Upon my conscious, above
My conscious, 
September lingers over
Like a leaf refusing to fall–
From the tree.
January calls for
New beginnings,
February grants a kiss;
May bells release the children,
And august brings us back,
Again.
But September–
Refuses to fall from the tree.
The wind cannot rustle these leaves,
And when it blows,
The silence grows stronger;
Blows, 
Blows,
And September grieves
But–
Refuses to fall from the tree.
Change is prominent,
Good, ineluctable, 
And yet.
Grasp me and drag me
Through the rakes, 
Piled high,
With every other individual
Who's conscious stagnates
Beneath september,
Still green on the branch.
I want to drag it down with me!
Wind blows,
September rustles–
History, unlike myself,
Cannot change.
But I can, and will,
Fall from the tree.

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Beata Agustin August 29, 2026 at 5:09 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.