Poems About: SEPTEMBER

The wattle wears her cloak of flowers so lovely bright and yellow
But in the paddocks there's no grass and for hay the cattle bellow
It has been frosty over night and the ground with frost is hoary
And the only beauty I can see is the wattle in her glory. read more »

Early September was the first day of school,
I did not know you,
But your laugh captured me.
My eyes met with yours, read more »

September Travel


I’ve packed my suitcase ready to go to Norway in read more »

How lovely was that autumn day,
That late September afternoon
When the sun was high in a cloudless sky,
In an ocean of heavenly blue, read more »

Freshman year, cool September morn',
A day which brings despair.
Two warriors standing proud and tall,
Struck down by eagles of the enemy. read more »

There's a clock on the wall and it's measuring down
The time you have left til you're dust on the ground
The people you love with the time that you've got
Determine if you are rememebered or not read more »

In the cool air of late September,
the change of season has brought,
A breeze of whispered words serenade,
and the Love of my souls taunt read more »

People woke up on a September day
Not knowing what price they would pay
The Twin Towers stood so tall
Who ever knew they would fall read more »

You sit pondering, thinking slowly
About the things that have been done
You can't help but doubting
That this war can actually be won read more »

My brother and Vernie got married on the 25th of September.
Their wedding is an occurrence that I will always remember.
When they said their vows, my dad wiped tears from his eyes.
He was so touched to see his son get married that he cried. read more »

When spinney wears a misty shawl.
Where colours blaze before they fall.
The sun performs just one last dance
Amid the trees for lovers' glance. read more »

I'd like to die in September,
For die I eventually must,
When Connecticut's leaves, I remember,
Are beginning to turn into rust; read more »