September ∙ October ∙ November

Just a random diary-poem. Written over the course of three months. I just wanted to observe myself in ugly Autumn context for once, see how I react.

 

Weary after

      Long, golden summer days

With dreams of shimmering waters in the distance

Sequins of sunlight dancing festively

  

Now, I—left to cool on moonlit

Autumn nights

      O, Sweet September

Like summertime thunder

      You knifed through the orange sky

So smooth, so silent

      Rapid in your poignant visit—

At your center, aching

      In the shape of a heart

Breaking

      Yet quiet and unbreakable you are

September...

Voyages into the caverns of my soul

      With nothing but a dusky afterglow

Giving me my energy and light

      Lingering—

From August's amber embrace

 

 

      Onrushing October

Showing no signs of struggle

      Sporadic but abundant

In your water colored sky

      Quenching my thirst for rain

Resurrecting the part of me  

      Which needed life

Born again

      Oh, Ominous October

 

Spasms in November

      Neurosis—In November

Nostalgic,

      But forgettable.

 

      Amnesia, in November

I lost my memory to the chaos

      But resurrection, in November

Grasping onto tufts of golden sun

   

   And cruising (At the speed of light)

Away—away—

Away

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Sydelle Houston]

As an October born person, I loved the part about the water color sky. My favorite thing about Autumn is the leaves changing and the red violet streaks in the sunsets which happen so fast ... It's the most wonderful time of the year, nothing ugly about it! Nicely 'observed.'