Saturday, September 17, 2011

September poem




September is the seesaw month, the ups and downs of season change
of burnished leaves and faded blooms, of chill of night and sunshine daze.

It’s when I layer clothing - sweaters, socks and shoes for hiking
and begin to view the harvest with more endings than beginnings.

I turn indoors for comfort, warm stews and candles bright.
The days not only shorten, but sometimes lessen in their light.

Summer’s oh so tired and fall’s becoming bold;
animals are hastening to ready for the cold.

I memorize in my mind’s eye each plot of stems and color,
taking note of plans for spring, bringing beauty like no other.

I linger outside when I can, to ride this month of days
which teeter-totter through the hours in captivating ways.

2 comments:

  1. Ahhh love that. I think September is my favorite month. Here in Oklahoma it is almost always a "sewsaw" month. I like "teeter-totter through the hours" It really sums up our weather, days, activities everything here in the Klinger home.
    Thanks for sharing! I love it!
    Tammy

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  2. Love the pictures that go along with your poem. The first stanza hits the nail on the head. It definitely hits the nail on the head! This is the month where you could run the air conditioner during the day and the heater at night!

    Thanks for sharing

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