wild grapes, bright yarrow and canadian thistle.

September.

You are a cruel mistress.

Firsts and lasts.

Days at the beach

Ending in sandy exhaustion.

Cleaving summer rituals from languid mornings.

Falling in to step with our new beat.

Mosquitos ruin evening picnics where

Inexplicably 

Falling leaves stick in your hair.

Two sisters birthdays

I will always feel September well,

Laboring on cool nights 

Greeted by sun shining babes.

If you please, September 

A few more tomatoes

Late nights eating ice cream under the stars

Stone fruits smashed in pockets.

A whisper for just a little more.

 

*keeping myself honest and on task with the Write Alm prompts.

today,   Whisper.

            

 

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