First Evening of September

On the front porch on a breezy evening

when the weather’s still summer but the mood is fall:

the kids on their bikes raucous and wild,

the light of a jetliner like Venus in motion,

someone cruising by in a convertible couple,

cats chasing insects, imaginary and real,

a neighbor’s flag flying upside-down,

create-myrtle branches gently swaying,

Italian music and a glass of red wine.

The only thing missing’s someone to share it.

 

Copyright 2018

T. Allen Culpepper

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Hazy Moon

The moon reigns coldly

over the September night,

ice crystals hazing

her face with a frozen fog,

and her masked gaze twists the waves.

 

Copyright 2016

T. Allen Culpepper