James Grengs

Rookie (10.31.86 / Attleboro, MA)

September Sky - Poem by James Grengs

Cool air, September sky.
My vision bordered by trees,
Dying for the winter-
God's silent fireworks,
Brilliant reds, oranges, yellows.
There is the threat of frost in the air,
A biting chill which seeps into my clothes.
The smell of a woodstove is in the air,
Invigorating.
It is as much a part of the September sky
As the colors on the wind.
There is a stillness in the air,
Punctuated by the cries of a few lonely birds.
I look to the sky,
Clear blue, like your eyes.
I feel lost, lonely-
I am in this dream,
But you are not.
I am leaving, I know,
Leaving behind a connection of the heart
That I once was unaware of.
I am alone, September Sky.


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  • (10/30/2007 8:17:00 AM)


    September is the month of love.It's the month of sadness and loneliness, too.This poem gives me a special feeling.I really like the line: ''Clear blue, like your eyes''. Nothing is greater than standing on a mountain high, looking at the blue sky and the falling yellow fall leaves. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 16, 2004



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