fall comes in
on little puppy paws
that gambol joyously
through the crunchy leaves
cavort through
every muddy puddle
plunge into
every bouncy pile
of crumpled maple
baby boys
investigate
their first leafy mountain
and baby pups
explore
their brand new world
with
trusting eyes
there are deer
in the fields
as autumn nears -
bears are feeding
on blackberry and apple
some mornings
there is a hint of wood-smoke
oakey and delicious
and evenings, now,
have that smell of late summer
remembered from childhood
as the crickets chirp
the evening in
September
is Planet Earth
honed to
perfection
amber sunlight
bending willows
poplars swaying
like tall sentinels
as the month
bridges us
from hot summer
to winter chill
we savor the warmth
and mellowness
which will not last
and recognize
another summer's
passed
Another summer has passed, kids......September has always been my favorite month, especially here, where summer heat is too intense for this ocean seabird. In the photos are Jasmine and Lukey as puppies, and Damian as a baby, when he lived here on the farm.
They all grow so fast, and the years fly by waaaaaaaaaaay too fast.
Posted for Ella's prompt at Poets United's Think Tank Thursday: signs of autumn
Posted for Ella's prompt at Poets United's Think Tank Thursday: signs of autumn
Wonderful photos, and wonderful memories!
ReplyDeleteAll pups and all children grow....way too fast!
A charming description of the season, Sherry. September is my favourite month, too...I always want to stretch it out longer, but time does fly by so swiftly.
ReplyDeleteI love the pictures of Lukey and Jas with their muddy paws, and little Damian is sooo cute buried in the leaves!
Awww such beautiful pics Sherry all of them!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is so gentle and filled with such good descriptions I could almost smell some of the wood smoke and the tree foliage in its musky dampness.
A really lovely piece.
I like early fall but, neither Chloe or I like what comes all too quickly behind it. Yuck. Don't mind the snow but, it's the shoveling and the ice we both don't enjoy at all. lol
Love the pics. September is def a good month. I was born in it. But autumn still looks far away to me. It's way too hot here.
ReplyDeleteNice to have kept photos of days gone by. Days of memories for us but discoveries for the young. Beautiful pics Sherry and wonderful rendition!
ReplyDeleteHank
Such sweet photos that blend perfectly with your poetic images. Loved all of it, gave my heart a tug. Wishing for woodsmoke and a nip in the air. Thank you for the poetic wander down my favorite time of year :-)
ReplyDeleteLovely pictures Sherry ~ I love fall as little puppy paws and babies exploring the leafy mountain ~ Time sure flies fast ~
ReplyDeleteAh, "try to remember the kind of September..."
ReplyDeleteLovely Sherry.
Such a vivid piece! This puts me in the perfect fall mood.
ReplyDeleteI love the photos and how you captured so much beauty in this poem!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous...the photos, the sights and smells and the tender photos that make me wish for puppy paws n' little ones ;D
Sherry,
ReplyDeleteYou have captured about everything there is to say about autumn. I too love the season as it heralds a time of togetherness preparing for the onset of winter. Time for great outdoor fun as well:)
Loved your photos Sherry.
Best Wishes,
Eileen
Just a neat, crunchy poem. I enjoyed it so much.
ReplyDeleteOhhhhhhh. Oh, Sherry. I SO want to be there. Such gorgeous descriptions. And oh, that September were like that here. Here, October and November are fantastic. September is still almost 100 degrees, and this year, also humid. Whew. I LOVE this piece.
ReplyDeleteSherry, this is a beautiful Ode to September kind of poem!
ReplyDeleteReally vivid images, I could smell that smoke - oh no that's my breakfast burning - haha just kidding, great poem SBS.
ReplyDeleteI love the puppies! They look so much like Kersey did when she was a pup. The oaky smell of the wood fires took me there. I love this season too.
ReplyDeletei love September because my grandson was born on the 10th and my daughter on the 30th.
ReplyDeletereally enjoyed your poem, Sherry!
♥