Baby September Poems

Non labor (relations) day September 1st, 2023 poem

Aye dream of Genie (as a lad din)
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania -
keystone state abbreviated as Pea Yay,
this stupid non huge...

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I smell like pencils in September.
After they’ve been brought to that…to the machine hanging on the closet wall where our coats, our boots, our bags,...

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nothern hemisphere a month where nature begins to die
the lust of new year begets the last day of september a birth
gone the cull of nature...

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on September 11, 2001 as the World Trade Buildings fell
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This time every year

September, I remember

a special surprise-

Placed into my toddler-arms

my newborn baby brother


September 7, 2022

Contest: Remember September
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich

Today is his 80th Birthday!...

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autumn is peeking
apples for picking~baking
leaves for the raking

 

Date Written: 8/21/2022
Note: Haiku Rhyme...

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She arrived that warm
September day
a moment of pure bliss 
of connection 
and yearning

The sound of the waves
and the smell of the sea

She arrived from a...

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Pleasantries of passivity before the pinch of shrill cold
ripples over the landscape in the suburbs of Buffalo—
before its trees crispin and leaves twirl about— giggling
like...

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September is in the air                    ...

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Good morning September.
It's 7:07 AM, and I'm feeling fine.
I think of you like a family member.
I would never say of you, "Return to sender". ...

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September 27th
You died today
Your life just slipped away
Maybe souls exist and I’ll see you again
Pretty lies we tell ourselves but it’s all pretend
My tethers to...

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Metaphorical troubled waters deluge
pitched me to and fro,
analogous to ghosts
that haunted Ebenezer Scrooge,
yours truly violently tossed
impossible mission to experience refuge

except when deeply engrossed
between bound pages
thick...

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S eptember is for me

E leven cute flying bees

P ick the fruit from the big green tree

T he sunflowers need to flee

E verything to be...

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I am waiting for that sweet September 
 that easy breezy month when
 ruby apples gaily hang, 
 and blush 

With my parknit on I...

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Autumn Delights

I’d like to write of autumn trees
Of blazing foliage, rustling leaves,
Just can’t feel that coming freeze
When it’s today a 100 degrees.


The football boys are...

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