Come September
last wisps of summer
float along the empty shore
a cool mist slowly rolls in
ready for change
school bells ring
lawn mowers silent
squash left in the garden
shadows get longer
waves catch soft light
sand pails abandoned
beach plums wither
along the shore line
sandpipers scatter
carrying summer secrets
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
