September Personification Poems

I am the youngest of 12, and I'm told that I bring lots of goodness and joy.
Perhaps you have already met my siblings because they've...

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              Black-Eyed Susan-  I am called,
     ...

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I came in a tattered old box,
the grand size of a man's shoe box.
I knew that I was unwanted,
around a big empty house I wandered.
On...

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She tiptoes in quietly, pushing out summer.
There is a hush in the corn fields.
Even the crows are silent.
Scratch. Scratch. Everyone is readying themselves.

Full corn moon,...

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Be captivated by my color-transformation radiance
Showcasing my Season asset’s magnificent performance 
Some say it’s Mother nature’s brilliance
But for me, I’m God’s artistry of sovereign elegance...
…ushering...

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Sensing your nostalgic angst, 

I’m gripped with sentimental reminiscences

transcending melancholic predicaments
 
of yesterdays' significant moments

along crossroads' decisions*

yet beckoning past decades’ jubilation-mirth

in loving relationships wrought by...

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              Black-Eyed Susan-  I am called,
     ...

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Greeting the day's offerings, we cat souls 
Were watching for scampering voles and moles.
Five vigilant cousins and I, perched up high,
watching the sun rise in...

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Dear Jan.                       ...

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I came in a tattered old box,
the grand size of a man's shoebox.
I knew that I was unwanted,
around a big empty house I wandered.
On a...

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She appeared in the middle of winter on our
porch.  She was the kitten we all fell in 
love with.   But her true...

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Fancy feast
In my best china dish
How she loves to be finicky
Wearing nothing but
Her pretty pink rhinestone collar
As she tiptoes across the room
Slinky and sleek
With a...

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Thoughts of an Old Elm Tree

I am tired, oh, so tired,
My dried brown leaves are falling,
I am losing my looks before my time,
In the hot...

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On such a dreary and dismal night;
no moon in the sky to give them light.
  The black cat and the raven, out for a...

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Tongues of my temptress fire lick, 
arousing your ardent artistic desire,
if you dare, imagine me — the intensity
capture me, take your chance;
I’ll love you, leave...

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			An old grey barn owl sat on a limb;
			He looked weary and a bit forlorned.
			A young blue jay flew up beside him;
			with brilliant blue plumage...

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My name is Susan, Black-Eyed Susan I am called,
     I am hardy, one real tough fighting flower;  I was
born in...

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He awakens me at dawn with the touch of his first light
   His warmth opens my azure bloom after the chill of night
I'm...

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I didn't notice when sunshine had come and started talking
In loud amber tongue with the pink rhododendron flowers
And the grey shadow of tall oak inquisitively...

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I live next to a window where the sun shines down on me.
Oh, how I worship its life-giving, everlasting glow!
Each day I try to bend...

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