Sept Poems - Poems about Sept

end of sept

autumn stage set 
leaves falling colors steal show 
naked trees embarrassed

Late Night Sept Tonic

what is u...b...what u r

stans sand

There and Here Sept 11

There…and Here, 9/11

Never.  In all 
    my days.
(I was at work,
    as a nursery
    manager, watching
    over a dozen tots.)
On my TV, the       
   meteorologist
   was exalting the    

Zoanthropy :: the Sept Poetic Form

A
mental
disorder
when one believes
oneself to
be a
beast.
~X~X~X~

Todays Devotional Sept 30 2019

My devotional today Sept 30,  2019.

Ephesians 1:3-12

He chose us in him predestined by his sons and (daudhters) by Jesus Christ to himself.

My family is lost from me it brings me so much pain I can't talk to them.  Except my brother and sister.

I may be alone
( poem by Heather Brearley) 

I may be

Incineration of Creation

Disfirgured flesh burns blood covered corpses black. 
Undisguised enemy penetrates a mass killing attack. 
Terrorized millinum pushing forth the diverted Holy War. 
Hatred consumes all peace, opening up hell's locked door. 
Creating choas, violent anarchy throughout the lands of earth. 
Devoured harbors run rampant, with war at hands birth. 
Nation of devastation, Invasion on annihilation.

The Mystic Bridge 21st Sept 2017 Image Me a Poem

The river was wide
Which varied with the tide
Hopefully the crocodile’s would be asleep
Cause I will be treading with my feet

The thought of being eaten alive
Is enough to make me strive
To stay alive a few more days
Let’s cross my fingers and pray

I bought a sowing machine yesterday
It’s an antique but will still work all-day
What my wife

Early Sept 2017

Late Summer thunder,
Humid with a lovely breeze,
Past thoughts are now gone.

Symbol of Sept 11

O' September 11th... 
Seems like yesterday
But with all intent
Seems like such a long time away

Remember! Everyone explained
From now on everything will be changed
It’s true—many things have changed
But has everything really changed?
Air travel has changed
Hearts, minds of Americans have been changed

Of that there is no doubt 
Or is 9-11 just one more scarecrow
Of war and its

Luna's Sept

Descend to join me now in Luna’s sept
Before the summer storm’s pale vision
Disturbs the bed of glory where you slept
And sighed at passing time’s derision!

Arise and sow your wonder over hills
Where free birds can outlast the wingless,
And grass unweaves so gently over rills
Whose timeless flow is quick and listless!

Unending hours advance while tearing off
Astrologers’ ill

Sept 11,The Day the World Stood Still

It was a day like every other day, sunny and warm they said
New Yorkers smiling and happy, looking for their daily bread
Taxis were darting here and there, planes flying everywhere
Children were going to school, parents laying down the rule.

Plans were made for later that day,
Meet you at 7, no, make it 8. I'll do my

Seven Years Rachel, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel's Sept Ans Rachel By T Wignesan

Seven Years Rachel*, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Sept ans Rachel by T. Wignesan

For seven years Rachel remains sealed
By the kiss she received from Jacob
For seven years she keeps her eyelashes lowered
Under the impact of their unique encounter.

When he saw her on that one occasion
He was reduced to tears,
So very much of her sweetness was revealed

Sept 11 Tribute

The years have 
gone by, but it's 
still clear as day.

Recalling painful 
memories, brings 
tears down my 
face.

An act of terrorism 
took a hold on our 
way of life.

Eyewitness news,
while others paid 
with their lives.

Freedom isn't free,
were hated on by 
our enemies.

We're all people 
of flesh and blood. 

Killing each other 
with no remorse. 

How much more 
can we take, united 
as one we will always
reign. 

God watch over us,
baptize us in your 
love.

Let our enemies 
see the beauty of 
life

Sept 29, 1967

Twisted matter within my mind,
Calling, screaming, struggling to be free.
It knows not what it has to find,
Or what it has to be.
Turned loose, it runs, a life it found.
To be a force of mind and thought,
Then to find it lost and bound 
To it with heart and it its' thought.
Then to me, back it comes

Victims of Sept 11

To the victims of 9/11
Whose souls are watching on from heaven
Know that your memory lives on
Forever, regardless how long you’ve been gone

As family and friends grow old
Their daily lives you still behold
As your spirit walks alongside, in silence
Hand in hand…always there for guidance

Your loved ones still feel your presence near
Memories and heartache still bring a

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