Poetry Friday: Sometimes Outside in September

July 22nd, 2011

I don’t know about you, but after complaining all winter long about the cold, right about this time of the year I start to complain about summer. It’s too hot. And humid. And the bugs… Not to rush the time, but I thought this lovely student poem from Kate Messner’s new book Real Revision captures what is ahead.

Sometimes outside in September
You feel the cool crisp air
as it gently wraps you in its arms

Sometimes outside in September
You see the brightly colored leaves
As they make their confusing journey across
Your feet to there [sic] end

Sometimes outside in September
You hear the crunch of a leaf
That has fallen off a tree

Sometimes outside in September
You feel the wind kiss your finger
And it leaves your fingers with a chill

Sometimes outside in September
You taste the crisp cool air
Each time its [sic] a new taste full of flavor

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