First let me thank all entrants. Every poem was of above average quality and this made this contest a tough one to judge. And deciding between the 2 best was Really difficult. Wish there could be 2 winners. But alas there is only one and this month the prize goes to Sewie Smalls for his compact poem "In The Spirit Of Autumn". And this from a poet who lives in a country which I understand has no Autumn. Please join me in congratulating Sewie and leaving comment here on his poem which is copied below :

In the spirit of autumn (September Contest)

The street ahead
A kaleidoscope of colors
Beautiful no doubt

Chill air seeped into his bones
Hands nearly frail
coming up to inhale once more

Then came epiphany
It was time for change
He let his ego shed like leaves in autumn

There is nothing like home
And home he returned to.