Farewell September Poems

Softly sighing, cerulean skies melt over a trail of endings.

Lost in last night’s laughing leaves, silent reflections, memories trembling.

Echoing along shadows, laughing quietly as past...

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September—mixture
of crickets, crows, retrospects
autumn breeze whispers...

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September sings her thrills with chills and frills
	her fondest farewell to salty Summer
	her eager embrace of advancing Autumn
	her seduction of fragrant foliage 

September sings her...

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September roses cling
Taunting Winter’s edge
Bask in the weary sun

Petals fall in homage
To the fattened pumpkins
Empty staring eyes

Thorns deny entrance
To sharp coyote nose
A squirrel saved

Winter waits
As...

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We are in September
Summer just lost her limbs
Her warmth, her beauty and her tenderness.

The temperature begins to cool off
You, the perfect perfid, just left
With your...

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A soft whisper
a buzz like bumble

singing springs songs quietly
Her songs I shall mumble

Once I lay neatly my body
Please do not disinter 

for I shall sing...

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*Image of Outer Space by EIR.

September's Star

   Vespers of the North Star,
           ...

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Farewell September
your bed time story is told
nature bows her head
says her prayers
and kisses you good night.

John G. Lawless
©9/30/2021...

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I want to be lost in a sea of rainbow leaves
as the drum of time rolls and September is here
and Summer is a shadow...

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Hello, September!
                       ...

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Farewell August you sizzled so well
We felt like denizens of deepest hell
Without cool breeze night or day
I wish for September without delay.

Well autumn is here...

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Autumnal equinox 2020 - Tuesday, September 22
(at 9:31 AM Eastern Daylight Time)

Empyrean découpage citadel
betokens (bespeaks) autumnal arrival
nine thirty one ante meridian
chariot of fire emblazons telltale...

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Auburn swirls of wind-laden leaves 
coast to the cleat-torn orifices
of soggy, mud-clung grass.
That massed flapping pile time capsule
of summer sunsets is crushed with entering steps
like...

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Severe Weather Predictions...
Professedly Plagues Psyche

I do not watch, while
     feigning to sip ale,
nor listen to Wail
ling Jennings poor
   ...

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Today, my cat died that I had for nearly six years.
When I found her dead, it brought me to tears.
Animals always bring plenty of joy.
I...

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