Patti Niehoff:
Some people think
I read too much
But that is their opinion
end of summer
Buck Niehoff
the end of summer
morning yoga
sunshine gone
Betsy Newman
the end of summer
a fresh breeze
stirs my soul
the end of summer
dead flies and spiderwebs
I regret
yesterday’s indolence
Michael Dylan Welch
summer’s end . . .
the children’s heads bowed
over schoolwork
Novocain wearing off . . .
the dentist becomes
a stonemason
Dick Westheimer
summer’s end–
tall coreopsis bows under the weight
of tiny yellow blossoms
months long drought–
the mace sedge prospers
blackberries ripen
big as thumbs–
thorn bloodied arms
Rosalie van Nuis
the end of summer
rain falling falling
and water rising rising
yet nothing cleaned
Elena Estella Green
walking the bright morning
September rises like may
waiting for the coming storm
the end of summer
a squirrel waits
for the rain of acorns
the end of summer
sunflowers turn
toward the noon day sun
Kara Willis
end of summer
the midnight breeze
finishes the job
the end of summer
is marked by
space at the pool
Melody Sawyer Richardson
summer’s end
stick bugs look for
cracks in windows
summer’s end
deadhead roses
plant chrysanthemums
summer’s end
nights cool
soon time to head south
John Faherty
summer’s end
comes when it does
too late
Holly Brians Ragusa
the end of summer
sinks suns into my skin
storing warmth for winter
the end of summer
sends shadows sooner
through the elm
the end of summer
loosens ties to leaves
and greener things
Shannon Sloan
the end of summer
ready for the heat to lift
so that I can breathe
the end of summer
cooler damper days ahead
slug under a leaf
the end of summer
bus hiss, kids buzz, cool mornings
get back to the grind
Amy Hunter
end of summer
sassafras leaves red
amid a sea of green
Patti Niehoff
the end of summer
army worms
march toward the house
the end of summer
army worms
on their last campaign