September Suns

September suns, September rains, bring a quiet to my spirit

the in between of seasons, the glistening of leaves,

a wind unseen moving higher branches

gently going through me,

slowly changing

the oak trees and poplar.

Poetry and Image Copyright Β© 2021 rivers renewed

19 thoughts on “September Suns

  1. I love September. It’s sort of an in-between season when summer is wrapping up and fall is still weeks away. You did an excellent job of capturing the feeling in your poem.

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