As September Draws Nigh

Summer plans one final act, readying
to turn over the stage to autumn, whose invitations
out early this year
have captured the hearts of the sun, leaves
remaining flowers and birds

None can resist fall’s impending magical dance of color
its extravagance, spell-bounding beauty
The trees must sleep, after a long hardworking summer
The flowers return to seed, rejoining the earth birthing them
And the birds draw straws, seeing who will stay
and who will flock and head southward

With just a glimmer of sadness, I watch
as September draws nigh
the last of summer drift past my window
and autumn’s glorious color show begin

This entry was posted in Change of Season Poems, Free Verse Poetry, Nature Poetry by Don Iannone. Bookmark the permalink.

About Don Iannone

Don Iannone is a poet, writer, teacher and photographer who lives in the Greater Cleveland area. He has worked in the economic development field for over 35 years. Don is the author of three poetry books and five photography books. He is working on a short book of photographs and poems about human trafficking. This work was exhibited at six venues in Ohio. Don holds an M.A. degree in Art and Consciousness Studies from the University of Philosophical Research in Los Angeles, where he teaches writing. His educational background also includes studies in Anthropology, Photography, Organizational Behavior, and Economic Development. Don’s website: Wisdom Work Press:

17 thoughts on “As September Draws Nigh

  1. You’ve touched on the difficulty that transition brings. But there are really good things to come! I welcome every season, though some are more difficult than others (I don’t like summer heat). Autumn has always been my favorite. Thank you for a wonderful take on change.

  2. Kent: Thanks. Indeed that was the point of this one. There is also the matter of “holding on” to what we love and trying to prevent anything else. It’s a delicate balance, isn’t it? Our choice? In my view, to appreciate the all of the world for what it is. Autumn is also my favorite, but I love each season for what it is and what it brings.

  3. beautiful, don. this time of year usually makes me melancholy (so i run away to savour some more summer)

    and an old song springs to mind… autumn leaves

  4. Trinitystar: Thanks. Good seeing you around. Glad you enjoyed.

    Andrew: Thanks. Naw, you got time left with summer, but it might be Indian summer…

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