Month Of Change

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TIME OF CHANGE (Sept. contest)

I think back and I recall
early September leaves
unbrushed yet by paints of fall
just here and there a poplar's tease.

In days when I was strong and lean
with scarce hints of coming age,
like aging leaves retaining their green
with autumn awaiting back stage.

Then as its wont these times, too passed
the foliage tinted by cool air
my hair turned white then loose fast
spring's blush forgotten way back there.

At last came September's end
summer become mere memory
with the first touch of true chill wind
bringing thoughts of coming cold to me.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost

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Comments

First the typo...

the (the) foliage tinted by cool air

It was a walk with you into autumn.

Hi wes

I recall the Sept. of my years when the first hints of coming age showed themselves. Always goos to have you walk along..........stan

A fine example for the others to follow, lovely time of the year, and I think that I will have to paint another picture before the end of the month.
I feel that it is a beaut time of the year so full of changes that arrive so fast one after another I can hear the leaves starting to break away in their autumn coats,
Yours Ian..

Hey Ian

It's a toss up to me between autumn and winter. I guess I just can't appreciate summer seen through a cascade of sweat lol.........stan

Wonderful poem

The tumblerling of summer to fall in September. Love the rhyming in tone.

Hi Barb

Thank you. Late summer throughout winter are my favorite times of year.......stan

Stan I

have dared to post my piece
along with stalwarts like thee
hope some one will
at least read me

unlike your poetry
you are the tree
I a leaf
and many autumns
we have seen
like dawns remember Stan
but leaves must fall
we all have seen....
still I maybe a leaf
just sticking to a lonely tree
till snow beats me
snow here means
Snowman

Hi loved

I guess it's pretty clear I like using nature in describing the things we humans go through. Thanks for dropping by........stan

and thanks go to u Stan

thank u Stan
natures only
man

Loved

Have you forgotten that if there were no leaves then the tree would die, we are all part of the whole just remember that,
Yours Ian..