Thursday, September 1, 2016

Called September Day





September Day One broke through the dark in fine, fine form!
 

Paint me a picture, love, September-blue
Rain-dappled dust on musk-dusk avenue
Purple dawn’s pasture with mist-filigree
Dapple noon’s meadow with wild aster spree
Pin back the night with white crescent of moon
Brush over river-rock soft, silver swoon
Highlight with golden rod, earth’s tousled hall
Tease maple tresses with traces of fall
Wring from the roses, summer’s last hurray
Paint me a picture called September Day

Darling, the hour is a flower, oh
Soon, soon its bloom will be covered with snow

© Janet Martin

Off to see what the rest of September Day One holds in store!



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