Thursday, September 25, 2008

Looking at September

Come September
by Hazelmarie Elliott

poem taken from poemhunter

Come September,
when two of nature's seasons live as one,
where days of summer shed their final afterglow
'ere falling gently 'neath an autumn's rising sun,
and every hanging bough and turning leaf will know ~

the green meets gold,
within the murmurings and turnings of trees
that flutter their branches in a restless dance
of impending change. Their limbs akimbo, as arms,
waving goodbye...watching autumn advance,

yet, summer pleads,
to share the days of changeling September
and clings to every breath of autumn's eve ~
spreading warmth and sultry breeze with waning movement
while knowing time grows short, and it must leave,

as beauty stays,
though, not for long, for gold becomes gold
after summer's sung her final song,
and lustrous are the days and nights made bold
with autumn's breath blowing chilly and cold ~

O'grieve September,
though, not for long, as gold turns into winter white,
then into green with 'springing' guile,
and summer's sight brings back September,
to share a season's remembered smile.

May you enjoy this Fall season! :-)

Shady G.


Weeping Sore said...

Thanks for the lovely seasonal poem. As Vita Sackville-West said, Autumn calls for courage, as the end of all things calls for courage.

Kathleen said...

Nice poem & picture ~ I have to admit that even tho I'm dragging my feet about going into the season!!

Shady Gardener said...

weeping sore, You're right. To be able to say "goodbye" takes courage. But it also takes trust and faith. :-)

Kathleen, I know what you mean... but very shortly it will seem right to let go and look forward. :-)

Anonymous said...

Perfect combination ~ the perfect way to pay homage to this wonderful season. ~ Deb

Shady Gardener said...

I thought this poem was a great reflection of September! Glad you liked it!! :-)