Short September Poems
Short September Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about September by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about September by length and keyword.
Stolen from eternity,
the feelings would not
lend themselves—to words
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Duty is but God's moral imperative implanted in Man's soul!
(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
25 September 2016
a caterpillar's
fuzzy dream to one day be
a ballerina
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on September 27, 2018
trees shed but not bare
frost wind strips most core their souls
expose to winter
2019 September 09
They are, at most, held
back from their advanced classmates,
later, they advance.
2019 September 17
The mouthpiece of ignorance
is gossip
The wellspring of gossip
—is lies
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)
how may the dreamed object
awake within the dream
if subject be asleep
02-September-2021
A life for a life,
far too many were taken;
Difficult lesson;
Two towers fell we stood tall,
revision of September.
Flies are attracted to you because you gleam so bright that even the sun is dazzled by your radiance
September 8, 2023
When full, empty
When empty, full
Such the certainty
Of magnetic pull
09-September-2021
spiking heavenward
gold rod in afternoon glow
let sneezing begin
written September 19, 2021
January pouring
flower-adorned umbrella
during funeral
Written: September 25, 2021
crackling of fireplace
sharing chilled rosé
~ reunited
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on September 15, 2019
cups of rainwater
fills the buckets floods a sea
neath pressureless clouds
2019 September 20
cheap dreams
never face
sleepless nights
endless effort
finds realization
driving the dream
September 7, 2019
Three o'clock -- time soon, the principal stopped, was clocked, signed by both winners!
2019 September 08
O' life! Your fragrance
lives in happiness-sorrow;
for both you're true taste
-September 05, 2018 Chattogram (SENRYU)
clan elders
a generation's wisdom
in touch with spirits
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on September 5, 2018
I come
to your garden,
pluck roses to make love,
but life is not bed of roses
truly.
-September 12, 2018 Chattogram
spinning carousel
riding the colored horse
of my dreams
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on September 26, 2018
indian summer
first day of school
new hand me downs
Published in Bottle Rockets #39 2018
Posted on May 30, 2018
You kissed me, my love
Your breath just once, I inhaled
Immortal became!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
26 SEPTEMBER 2014
Stolen from eternity,
the feelings would not lend themselves
—to words
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Cleaned a stranger's room,
rearrange his furniture,
then thanked the blind man.
2019 September 18
Summertime soundtrack
cause we ended as lovers
kaleidoscope jam
we danced in paradise lost
my September bridge of sighs