Ocean September Poems

On September 17, 1993
I was introduced into this world
as a reward given to my mother at twenty three
and my father at twenty eight
by our Heavenly...

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Caribbean vacation adventures
at the core of the September moon
ignites travelers and water lovers
with a fire effect of goosebumps
rising up with pleasure
enjoying the sunset
and the Super...

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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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Gone like September
from the wind
Gone like the Robin
from its wing
Gone like a child
from its laughter
Gone like the memory
of Spring

Gone like the Priest
behind his vestments
Gone like...

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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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September is in the air                    ...

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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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last wisps of summer

float along the empty shore 

a cool mist slowly rolls in 

ready for change 


school bells ring   

lawn mowers silent...

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Myth, after Dylan Thomas
by Michael R. Burch

Here the recalcitrant wind
sighs with grievance and remorse
over fields of wayward gorse
and thistle-throttled lanes.

And she is the myth of...

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The First Thanksgiving (Sept. 3, 1578)

The shortest distance to Cathay 1
(Land of riches: silks, teas and spices)
Lay to the north to the South Sea. 2
Didn’t...

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Across the ocean of a good month I've just sailed
Harsh conditions and turbulence have I endured

Upon the shores of a new month I now tread
When...

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This morning the dew crept into my bed
Soaked, I smile uncontrollably
The smell of femininity struck my senses so,
Sunrise, woke up the sleeping giant...

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G-ood weather in thirteenth September
I-s brightly brought to your birth; 
G-reen leaves in the nice meadow
I-ntroduce the new fresh mirth.

O-ne morn in thirteenth September
Z-enith slowly...

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You look beautiful as ever, 
Like Alaskan skies,
You are my dove and have dove’s eyes.
Come away with me to the secret meadow.
There, we will hold...

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I was young- nearly twenty-
the day innocence became ill.
I remember the funeral well
that ninth month.

As the sunlight shattered another night,
I awoke in a dim lit...

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