Late Summer Gold-Poetry Wheel Challenge (September 7 2026)

I remember the gold that late summer keeps~  
not in the fields, but in the soft corners  
where light settles without asking.  
A lantern rests there~  
its glass warm from the day,  
holding the small shimmer of evenings  
that never learned how to leave.

Memory moves through it gently,  
a slow-burn brightness  
that refuses to dim even when the air cools.  
I lift the lantern,  
feeling its weight like a promise  
that hope can be carried  
even when the path is quiet.

Outside, the sky leans toward autumn,  
but the gold stays~  
a thin, steady amber  
teaching memory how to glow without burning.

autumnmemorysummerfree verse

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