“SEPTEMBER” – Written September 2nd
Winter is lurking amongst the trees,
I hear her rustle through the leaves,
as the creepers blush from Summer’s joy,
before letting go and stripping bare,
and rainbows dissolve into grey.
September is upon us.
Rain sweeps by in curtains,
as the days are drawing in.
Set the stage, all change,
Winter coat, old friend,
lined with excitement!
The fire’s been lit,
get it lit,
get it ready,
the prospect of clear blue skies
on Winter days
and Autumn trees to feast the eyes,
crisp leaves dancing,
hold your breath and see it, blow!
Cosy nights in and red wine,
by the fire,
All a little nearer,
a little closer now.
Wrought from my stupor
by the nostalgic sun,
there, centre stage, unveiled,
quenching a forgotten thirst
lost already to the season!
Summer is not over yet!
The creeper’s grip’s still fast,
as the leaves upon the trees,
September and her dance with Winter,
heard and felt upon the breeze.