All Comments on 'September Song'

A poem full of feeling and autumnal chill, yet it warms the heart.

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June

I is for you, my darling 💕💕💕

Your words say it all. A time of change, seasons come and go but love remains.

Beautifully done, lovely phrases.

Is the May to December reference to an older man?

Beautiful sentiments, Pixie. Such graceful words, so perfectly capturing something we all feel as summer passes.

Thank you so much, Bobbi xxxxx

Thank you Bazzle - in the Kurt Weil song from which the poem takes its title it was, but here is is a metaphor for time passing xxxxx

Thank you, Anna xxxxxx

I am green with envy. Not only do you write the most erotic prose, you can turn your hand to beautiful, lyrical verse as well. This is a wistful, reflective poem, longing for le temps perdu, but also reflecting on good times. It is beautiful Pixie. You are a genius! How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 stars.

Thank you so much, Olwen. There are times when only poetry can express what you feel xxxxx

a lovelythoughtful seasonal poem

Thank you so much, melimelissa xxxxx

How do you play my heart? Darling Pixie, you know I have been thinking much the same recently. I used to love autumn but not anymore, your poem put me in mind of a cool Idaho spring long ago when I read Tolkien and a hopefully far distant Spring that I would never see. Fall now brings though of that Spring more and more with each passing year. Yet again you touch me in ways I do not understand, and never knew I needed touched - a touch my soul longed for. Particularly now since a recent date, I think more and more about my own autumn, I suppose we all do, but your poem took up the desperate threads of my thoughts and feelings and wove them into something I did not expect. The start of a reconciliation with the passing of time that I could not imagine laying in the freshly mown lawn in Idaho in the spring of my life ... tempus fugit ... then summer is gone. So well done, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ a few tears for things that must remain undone, and of course my ❤️.

Of all the seasons Autumn stirs reflective moments for me — sometimes accompanied by a smile,sometimes a tear. Not sure why; maybe for the very images/thoughts you share in a beautiful poem. Thanks.

MamaS, I am touched that my poem should have spoken so profoundly to you, and I hope that the reconciliation will help xxxxx

Thank you so much, Migbird - yes, the season evokes mixed emotions xxxxx

Beautiful, Pixie! It’s like you plucked my feelings from my heart. 😊

Fall manifests in many ways.

The blossoms fade, but fruit we may enjoy.

A time of bounty, yet a time of loss.

And on the other side of earth, it's spring.

Thank you for this, Pixie.

Each new season brings a transition and you beautifully capture the sensory shifts and emotions of autumn’s early days.

To embrace autumn, and our loved ones, is essential preparation for the raw dark winter ahead.

Thank you so much, Lorelei xxxxx

Thank you, darling Amadeus xxxxx

Thank you so much, Paul xxxxx

Beautiful poem, perfect for the lovely month of September.

Nice, I really like this!

Thank you Erica xxxxx

Thank you, Anonymous xxxxx

When the sun decreases its daily gift

The winds from the North do blow

Your love never dulls my heart

For the days and nights are ours

Thank you so much Fan xxxxx

Autumn always brings a sense of longing, may the beautiful memories of summer, and of love, stay with you.

Thank you so much, Wag xxxxx

Absolutely brilliant & beautiful. I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!

Thank you so much Satyr xxxxxx