Past Poems - Poems about Past

Half past summer, two months till fall, boredom, bullies; teacher neglect. sandcastles, encase, be my pall! Half past summer, two months till fall. when school bells toll, tenderfoots bawl— sun's embrace, we'd warmly collect. Half past summer, two months till fall, blackboards, bullies; teacher regret....

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Length of days begins to wane, twilight quickens and moonlight obeys the seasonal call of nature. The time is half past summer, two months till fall and the warm splayed fingers of sunlight's heat are reaching for the zenith of their time to reign. Soon, night will darken earlier; stars appear brighter, and autumn's crisping days will wither crimson...

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Why is Sumner such a short time, just getting started then running into half past summer. July seems to be the half way mark, August is almost here. August will turn into September then into October, then fall will be here. Fall with cooler days, a pretty carpet of colorful leaves covering the ground....

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The leaves have not yet begun to turn the bright colors of autumn, but night air is chill as if it knows you have gone from my life; gone with the warmth of summer; leaving my life lackluster....

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a park calm and hushed autumn's crisp welcomed reprieve ...

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Sweet summer is kissing goodbye, embracing the harvest moon nights, summer birds bid adieu and fly, sweet summer is kissing goodbye, earth’s bosom heavy with a sigh, tears of maple glow in moonlight, sweet summer is kissing goodbye, embracing the harvest moon nights. Half Past Summer, Two Months Till Fall Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich ...

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it's half past summer and the best is yet to come... warm temps...then cooler in August through September the harvest beckons and stirs...

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seasonal clock-work has early and late comers wintering cold days in summer, hot days in spring inserting as breaks and spells...

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the peak passes by, warm sun lowers its angle, long shadows appear, coolness creeps into the night, as strong sense of change begins....

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Already in the shops, I bet: the stuff for Halloween! So as you sun yourself and sweat, imagine witches, ghosts and all things mean - although no trick or treaters yet!...

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Your Summer, lad, will be gone soon. It's time to make some memories. It's writ in phases of the moon - your Summer, lad, will be gone soon. Then, Autumn sings a sadder tune. Take action now, your time to seize. Your Summer, lad, will be gone soon. It's time to make some memories....

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Intense heat and humidity of July’s yellow eyes. Still, I see mellow leaves, falling from the trees, withering. Nearly naked, both the skin and the bark, age in season. ...

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finally summer arrived with all its charms and promises yet somehow i'm finding myself still waiting for your return appreciation growing mostly for my sacred peace within Submitted on July 17, 2025 for contest HALF PASTSUMMER, TWO MONTHS TILL FALL sponsored by ANDREA DIETRICH...

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The seasons operate like Nature’s clocks: when winter solstice fades, we’re on the rise! Meridian’s behind us now (approx), so savour, while you can, those smiling skies: then buckle up! Here comes the equinox! ...

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Upon a grassy hill, so long ago, our lovely, old Victorian-style home was built in eighteen eighty-six, aglow with cozy rooms and firesides burning bright. So charming were the winding stairs that flared neath the cathedral ceiling's chandelier. Outdoors, a rolling lawn and gardens spread beside a stony brook that rambled on. A time I still remember- Christmas Day in nineteen fifty-three- age...

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