Painting: My step-son, Kellen Mills
The waning heat is urging us onward
Farewell to its waves and thunder
Parks and pools have been silenced
The kids mourn the death of summer
Sounds from the Earth, Wind and Fire
Together inviting us to remember
Some clouds will not be desired
Selective memories bring September
Labor awaits in loud rigorous debate
August’s end ushers the work of rest
The light colors fade to darker shades
Breezy wisps birthing autumn’s best
Brooklyn’s mine unearthed a Diamond
Its cut resonates September Morn
How blessed to dance-in a new day
Mending hearts broken and torn
Johnny Appleseed launched his orchards
Vast colors and kinds among the members
Their sweet aromas mask political torture
Tis the season to approve of September
Old Maggie, was a wooing abuser for self
T’was late September in her brutal court
The jester’s wage became a kick in the head
Tests from this wake-up school still ignored
Unexpected screams flooded 110 floors
Love held us between hell and heaven
We prayed and then prayed all the more
Reflections of Pearl, our September eleventh
As for now, I wait for the leaves of fall
Like Ol’ Blue Eyes, spying through tears
The children’s laughter, bikes and balls
Singing along, The September of My Years
-Alan
Remembering the times in which we live with a good dose of fuel for the race.
“Do not say, “Why were the old days better than these?”
For it is not wise to ask such questions…When times are good, be happy;
but when times are bad, consider this:
God has made the one as well as the other.
Therefore, no one can discover anything about their future.” Ecclesiastes 7:10 & 14 (NIV)
Music Ref:
“September” – Earth, Wind & Fire. Composers: Al McKay, Maurice White, Allee Willis. Recorded: September 1978.
“September Morn” – Neil Diamond (1979). Composers: Gilbert Becaud, Neil Diamond.
“Maggie May” – Rod Stewart (1971). Composers: Martin Quittenton, Roderick Stewart.
“The September of My Years” – Frank Sinatra (1965). Composers: James Van Heusen, Sammy Cahn.
It is that time of year -season of life. I happen to love September.
This also reminded me of your Barry Manilow song from October.
Wishing you all the best.
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I do adore “When October Goes”. Hard to believe you remembered that. Reading back, I can see how it takes a bit of the flavor of that beautiful poem. October has always been my favorite month. I’ve often thought about posting more of my old poetry. Not sure I am sold on doing so. Most are laced with that sad twinge. However, this is my new one. Now onward to October once again. Thank you, Donna.
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The painting is gorgeous! Once Upon A September💗 so beautiful and thought provoking. Hugs! 😊
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Thank you, Lisa. Art runs in his family. He is in his mid 20s and just discovered he has a talent in the arena. I will pass your kind words onto him. Hugs back at ya.
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Great poem!
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Thank you, Ann.
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Beautiful poem
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