poster poems September

  Poster poems  ---- September.

 Majestic   August  is  going  away,

Sun  beams   dim,  recline  westward,

Maudling   Pale    is  covering    the 

Stems     already  with  a   denial

To   accommodate

 Those   drooping  leaves:

 I  hurriedly  trod  upon  these

Rusty  brown  leaves,

Scattering, scattering   are

Those    leaves  yet  gathering

Garnished   moments  in life

Once  upon  a  time  precious 

Moments   they  were

Golden   and  shining,

But  faded  by   Time’s   calumny.

I cannot  hum ‘  come  September’

I  look  up  to  see  the  fallen  kite

Clinging  upon  the  hinges  of

The   thin  barred  branches,

 It  fritters, tries  to  extricate ,

You  watch on  with  a  rug  

To  cover  slashed  self.