Dear September, (A Summer-lover's Entreaty)

Yesterday disappeared before I had a chance to

poem-welcome September💖

These days are a beautiful blur of pick and preserve,

of pausing to delight in the precious pleasure dwindling summer days...

Hold back the mellow, yellow haze seeping through sheen of summer green

And bar the gate where morrows wait to toss echoes from hill to hill

And keep at bay dusk’s blue and gray that draws today to what-has-been

Where farewells waft somewhere aloft but close enough to spark a chill

Delay the woo that will undo the lullaby in woodland tress

Abate the tide that turns the countryside to works of autumn art

And pause the haste that lays to waste summer-wild and chaste happiness

...and strive to slow the letting go that tugs at ties wound through the heart

Postpone the thrill of standing stock-still, stunned by sweeps of gold and rose

Oh, stay the hand that weighs the sand that falls through summer’s sanguine skies

Appease the want for flower-font and garden dirt between our toes

Extend the boon of sunny afternoon regaled with butterflies

Stoke summer’s dying ember, dear September, gild its darling dust

With prolonged trace of Queen Ann’s lace to grace commonplace avenues

Kiss the lament of summer spent with plums, and throes of harvest-lust

Ah, time enough to spill the Stuff that unfurls Autumn’s thund’ring hues

© Janet Martin

now, off to dig potatoes because I discovered they are starting to rot!!

due to all the rain.

Happy September Saturday to you!

And FINALLY, the kind of forecast we have been waiting for all summer!!