Goodbye September Poems

The sleepy begonias undulating slightly so undisturbed
leaned forward to encourage and wish me good fortune,
while the apricot trees spread around their strong aroma,
a dazzling daylight...

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26.9.2024
Why did I care what would happen,
If I sent him the message verbal or written.
He provoked me after what he did to me unfairly.
I just...

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Last night, eve of my birthday.
Planned to say proper goodbye, not only to him, 
But also my last 21+ evening.
Went to his place after night...

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Summer flowers gracefully bow dying,
Etched leaves are twirling, swirling in the wind;
Patchwork carpets cradle the leaves crying,
The wild gusts send them into a whirlwind.
Earth's crisp...

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GOODBYE WINTER
For winter, time is almost up
I take a sip from my coffee cup
The grass has grown very long
Neglecting it for weeks turned out so...

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Steppin’ Off 
My Platform 


I
Will 
Miss you,
It’s only so long
And not a swan song
I have projects awaiting 
They need some attention
An untenable encumbrance
Far too many...

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fall colours were in the air
with only the memories
of summer love goodbyes



AP: Honorable Mention 2023

Posted on May 31, 2023...

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Summer soon is passing,
Fall is on the way.
We say goodbye to sunny days,
Prepare for Winter's grey.

The wheat fields now are golden.
The corn is ripe and...

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Sing me a song about September.
She warms me like a blanket.
She fits me like a glove.

Sing me a song about September.
She flies in gently like...

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Goodbye August,
Thank you for the summer,
Autumns coming, hi September,
Could be viewed a bummer
Schools return and colleges,
And back to work for all,
Spring and summer gone,
September always...

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Today commemorates that awful day- 
termed nine-eleven, twenty years ago,
when we, in shock, stood helpless in dismay
of what our eyes observed- that terror show;
planes downing...

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Memories of children's chatter
Lightly rock lonely playground swings
Yellowing grass, thirsty and thin
Bronzed hours sealed up in ship bottles
Daylight's ample breath slows, shallow
School bus dawn's mounted...

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End of summer countdown before school year...

countless decades graduating 
contemptible cum laude
hence same time frame every 
August since...the stone
temple pilot age, this beastie 
boy flashes...

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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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Dear Jan.                       ...

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