Monday, June 13, 2011

do not come too soon September




do not come too soon September
with long shadows covering the day, do not
send word of a November, far keep
it for another's season

my bones care not to fall, the subtle
differences in temperament, a degree
of want for June to stay in full
its moon, do not cause
this heart remember - soon,

so very soon

April had me lost in thoughts of love, of loving, of haste
looking on to the fullness of a May, unaware
a seasons passing, uncertain of who
would pull at my youth filled door, with no sentiments
of time as passage to a wind, and a

knowing that a wind I hold as autumn
wants my supple hand, no, no
give to me June, at latest an
August stilled

September can wait awhile longer, November's
chill - come not, come not too soon
at all

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

posted for Free Verse lesson - One Stop Poetry and One Shot Wednesday...




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23 comments:

  1. DeborahJune 13, 2011 at 9:57 AM

    Beautiful.

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  2. ReflectionsJune 13, 2011 at 11:01 AM

    Beautifully crafted longing for the shadows to hide a bit longer.

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  3. Sean VesseyJune 13, 2011 at 12:41 PM

    I enjoyed your poem. Live now before "November's Chill". Outstanding !

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  4. brenda wJune 13, 2011 at 12:46 PM

    I'm with you. Summer passes all too quickly.

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  5. Brian MillerJune 13, 2011 at 1:04 PM

    i dunno...its so fricken hot...autumns cool fingers might feel night on my back...smiles.

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  6. Maude LynnJune 13, 2011 at 3:28 PM

    This is so pretty!

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  7. steveroniJune 13, 2011 at 3:29 PM

    GOOD ONE-STOP. "Tempus Fugits" In Naples, the 'best' months are end September, Oct, Nov, Dec

    I'm gonna read this again, brings memories of the 'fall smell' which I DID love so much.
    PEACE!

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  8. UnknownJune 13, 2011 at 6:06 PM

    As always a lovely write. Such a compelling, sweet argument to retain a sweet slice of warmth. A great free verse ~ Rose

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  9. MaggieJune 13, 2011 at 7:13 PM

    Gorgeous. Love it.

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  10. the unknowngnomeJune 13, 2011 at 10:46 PM

    A beautiful song that caused me so sing.

    in long shadows
    i wait awhile longer
    the inevitable
    knocking your door

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  11. Brother OllieJune 14, 2011 at 6:02 AM

    You had me at November. (Even NHL hockey can't sway me on that one)

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  12. annell4June 14, 2011 at 7:50 AM

    Come not too soon, the long shadows of September....this just has to be one of my favorites! It is a wonderful piece!!!

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  13. signed...bkmJune 14, 2011 at 8:51 AM

    This piece was inspired by my Border Collie..whose days are coming to a close...I love her much and will miss her...she remains me of how quickly our lives pass us...enjoy each day...thank you all..bkm

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  14. Sherry Blue SkyJune 14, 2011 at 10:04 AM

    Oh Barbara, the poem is beautiful, but what really gets me is your message about your beautiful furry friend. I know how heartbreaking it is to know your time with her is growing short. Yes, fall do not come soon, let June last and last.

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  15. JinksyJune 15, 2011 at 12:20 PM

    Sadly, time will not be halted...

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  16. Grace O'MalleyJune 15, 2011 at 1:01 PM

    I could only love this more if I weren't such an autumn girl.

    Beautifully done!

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  17. Kerry O'ConnorJune 15, 2011 at 1:29 PM

    This has the musicality of a gentle song... really memorable piece.

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  18. The PoetJune 15, 2011 at 1:41 PM

    We long for summer to beat the winter doldrums, but when summer arrives, it's so hot & sticky that we wish it was cooler again (well I do anyway).

    Still a beautiful poem.

    Here's mine:
    http://mypoetcharm.blogspot.com/2011/01/introduce-me-to-your-emotions.html

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  19. LauraJune 15, 2011 at 6:47 PM

    lovely my dear...deliciously so.

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  20. CarlJune 15, 2011 at 9:43 PM

    I like this piece.

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  21. Ann GrenierJune 16, 2011 at 7:40 AM

    A beautiful poem. June and full blooms are life's fullest pleasure, anesthetizing the pain that awaits in the fall of our years. Some small wisdom is our comfort then.

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  22. KavitaJune 16, 2011 at 1:58 PM

    Oh.. this was such an earnest request, Barbara...straight from the heart... and simply beautiful!!
    I hear ya, lady...

    One needs to absorb all the warmth one possibly can, before getting exposed to the November chills again... brrr

    Sending you the warmest June hugs, my dear friend..
    xxxxxx

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  23. AnonymousJune 16, 2011 at 8:18 PM

    I think of Wordsworth, or Keats, not Shelly so much, but that romantic Romanticism. Lovely, B.K.

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