Mid-September beach days

Mid-September with sun
took me back to the beach
to sit beside the blue sea
It’s lovely down here
sitting still with a beer
There’s no place I’d rather be

It’s a great place to come
and sit in the sun
Though now that it is mid-September
days like this are to treasure
as they come in short measure
for a summer to hold and remember

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

First I

1 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months III’ series

It’s the first of September
and I’m back at the beach
It seemed like the right thing to do
I mean if you like me lived
with this close at hand
you’d join me right here, wouldn’t you?

There’s a beach hut that’s been
ours for twenty years now
on the green overlooking the sea
which affords a good view
I would never eschew
So come, spend the day here with me

©Jemverse

Photo – Lancing beach, West Sussex from the beach hut – Jempics

September

No.1 of 12 in the Jemverse “12 months II” series

September comes, the harvest month
of forget-me-knots and glory
A stone of sapphire, Virgo too
and Libra for the story
The ninth of the Gregorian
and first in this new series
From Jemverse for another year
in answer to your queries

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Today marks the start of the second Jemverse “12 months” series. Twelve poems long, there’ll be one on of the first of each month right through to August 2019.

Nine bells

It blew nine bells again last night
But you’d never know this morning
As, when the night time clouds had cleared
A lovely day was dawning

The sun was bright, the sky was blue
and the wind had disappeared
Something of a respite
from the cooler day we’d feared

September warmth stays with us still
The summer’s not yet gone
Delaying start of autumn
though it won’t be all that long

©Jemverse

 

Summer’s End

I’m told that come September
England’s summer’s at an end
But I’m not ready yet, I’ll tell you
To say goodbye to my good friend
And I’m pretty sure the sunshine
Is having none of that
As the heat I felt at lunchtime
Made it clear where it was at

Yes, the days are shorter
And the nights are drawing in
But there’s promise there a-plenty
That Septembers’ still to bring
Plenty more yet still of that
Warmth we hold so dear
Until the autumn’s cooler days
And the winter chill is here

©Jemverse

 

Twelve months nine

No.2 of 12 in the ‘Twelve Months’ series

One-day respite for September
the month of nine is here
A birthstone of pure sapphire
and a message which is clear
It’s flower of birth – Forget-me-not
and Morning Glory too
Synonymous with sunshine
Summer’s end here to bestrew

©Jemverse

[This is 2 in a series of 12 poems written for and published on the 1st of every month for a year. See also ‘Twelve months eight‘]

Promises Golden

The day started golden
with promise in store
that there would be warmth
with the sunshine once more
Mid-September but still
the summer is here
Though autumn is calling
and is close by I fear
But on days when the sunshine
has more stories to tell
The promise holds true
and still bodes us well
So I’ll not wish the summer
to leave us just yet
Particularly if more
days like this we will get
Long may it continue
that’s what I say
with more promises golden
like the one from today

©Jemverse
[13.9.16]

Previous Older Entries

%d bloggers like this: