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Poems About: SEPTEMBER

In this page, poems on / about “september” are listed.

  • 49.

    'Twas a beautiful day,
    One morning in the middle
    Of September,
    On 11 September 2001, read more »

    Justin Reamer
  • 50.


    In September, read more »

    Tsira Gogeshvili
  • 51.
    September Girl

    My September girl is a master of her own inner Sanctum.
    Her beauty is paralyzing to onlookers, who never seen that side of her continent.

    My September girl gave me all of her love, soul, body and attention. read more »

    Josephe Buchanan
  • 52.
    September Skies

    September Skies
    September is two years scene I had seen your face
    Astonished by the stars that shins in this September skies,
    The stars has our stories written in every September. read more »

    Lilly Emery
  • 53.
    Haunted By Your September Love

    Haunted By Your September Love
    Haunted by the pain in your eyes
    Every September rains your pains
    The ice in your touch that make my read more »

    Lilly Emery
  • 54.
    Blackberry Eating

    I love to go out in late September
    among the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberries
    to eat blackberries for breakfast,
    the stalks very prickly, a penalty read more »

    Galway Kinnell
  • 55.

    You won't recall the longitudes we missed,
    twas September somewhere in the Atlantic,
    upon the cargo ship we traveled to aquatic
    sovereign realms where our eighteen exist. read more »

    Giorgio Veneto
  • 56.
    September Sun

    Warm my skin
    Warm my heart
    Warm my love
    Til the day is done read more »

    C.G. Lovelady
  • 57.
    Falling Into Autumn~

    August is buttoning up all of her sunshine
    Her southern winds are changing direction
    While her daylight hours are growing shorter
    As the month of September vies for our attention; read more »

    Theodora (Theo) Onken
  • 58.

    Bedraggled scarecrows cry in the wind
    While Blackbirds caw to the trees
    As if, voices from the once green wood
    While the dead leaves blow free; read more »

    Theodora (Theo) Onken
  • 59.
    Silent September

    In silent september i slept
    in a desperate hibernation
    in a cove where poets die read more »

    Poetheart (back)
  • 60.
    A September Day

    A thing of such great beauty to behold
    The wattles resplendent in their blooms of gold
    The first week of September and Spring is in the air
    And in the green park daisies bloom everywhere, read more »

    Francis Duggan
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