Summer forgotten
Autumn’s colorful menu—
Dining out . . . just fine
Precious earth cooling
Harvest finally gathered—
November waiting
Fall’s eternal breath
Illustrating every page—
Nature’s brightest flame
Stanley Horowitz (American poet)
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting, and autumn a mosaic of them all.
Henry Beston (American writer and naturalist)
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.
Nature’s plot thickens
September’s story finished—
Revised with color
Days growing shorter
September’s warmth slowly cools—
Nights sleeping longer
Forgetting summer
September’s move to autumn—
Leaves express color
From the words of American poet, Helen Hunt Jackson: “By all these lovely tokens, September days here with summer’s best of weather and autumn’s best of cheer.”
Summer’s chapter ends
Autumn’s colors being groomed—
Landscape awakens
Summer’s gate closes
Autumn’s eager to open—
Cascading colors
Summer’s warmth fading
Sunlight’s arc sliding lower—
Autumn here at last
From the words of American farmer, artist, and writer, Rowland E. Robinson: “September days have the warmth of summer in their briefer hours, but in their lengthening evenings a prophetic breath of autumn air.”
Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul.
Peggy Toney Horton is an American writer, who lives in West Virginia.
All the months are crude experiments out of which the perfect September is made.
Virginia Woolf (1882-1941) was an English writer.
Stillness of morning’s breath
Tranquility fills heart
Horizon’s brightening light
Opening with day’s fresh start
Majestic giants stir
Delicate, swaying leaves
Darkness now evaporates
Wearing new day on its sleeve
Harmony’s early tune
Silent, yet always heard
Freedom composed, set to sing
Listening to treebound birds
Creator sketches scene
Every detail pronounced
Day renewed in nature’s midst
Colored with life, as announced
Waking at midnight
Blessed with moon-free sky
Peering into galaxy’s midst
Endless stars twinkle “hi”
Waking with silence
Moonlight dropping in
Feeling heavens’ distant light
Harmony’s smiling grin
Waking in darkness
Storm’s thunder crashes
Rolling over quiet thoughts
Lightning’s outburst flashes
Waking to calmness
Creek gently rolls by
Flowing with tranquil spirit
Landscape waving “goodbye”
Dreaming no longer
Each hour filled with rest
Composing nightly rhythm
Set for tomorrow’s quest
Nature’s rendezvous
Tasting every breath of grace—
Tomorrow can wait
Morning peace gathers
Hiking on destiny’s trails—
Close to Creator
Joining for breakfast
Coffee plus conversation—
Life “over easy”
August’s final countdown
School campuses alive
Summer’s vanishing breath
Autumn’s changes soon arrive
Dog days’ final heatwave
Students receiving books
Life’s transitioning steps
Autumn paints nature’s crisp look
Calendar page now turns
Summer’s final footsteps
Cooler weather ahead
Autumn’s leaf-colored doorsteps
Landscape’s pace quiets down
While football fans cheer on
Rustling of drying leaves
Autumn sketches, far from gone
Timeless journey transcends
Harvest complete, fields bare
Classrooms find their rhythm
Autumn’s presence everywhere
Gentle morning clouds
Gather above lofty peaks
Valley awakens
From nightly mystique
Misty rain drops in
Moisture covers quiet fields
Valley’s sunrise climbs
Rainbow’s blessed shield
Lake’s tranquil waters
Every fisherman’s delight
Valley smiling back
Trout ready to bite
River’s pace slows down
Dam hidden at canyon’s gate
Valley sings with joy
Faith’s daily soul mate
Creator shares peace
Small town’s unflappable pace
Valley’s spirit leads
Witness morning’s grace
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