Branches Weary
Broken shadows across the cracked ground
Season’s burden, branches weary
Tired shade already turning
As each day grows shorter
September arrives
A life well-lived
Finally
Winding
Down
This nonet is my response to Poetics: 9 across for a count down,
the prompt from Laura at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to write
a nonet starting with one of four given lines from poems about September.
The line I have chosen, “Broken shadows across the cracked ground,”
is from To the Light of September, by W. S. Merwin.
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Very beautiful. 🙂
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Great stuff, KG. I was reluctant about this challenge, but ended up using the same lines from Merwin in mine (a nonet in reverse). I guess we’ll all be shadows soon, eh?
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Thanks, Ron. I think I’ve had too many reminders of mortality, lately. That’s my story, and I’m stickin’ to it.
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The burden and weariness of heat dissipating is so beautifully done.
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Thank you.
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Yup, many of us are in the Winter of our years, everything encountered daily reminds us of our mortality.
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Thanks, Glenn. Just grin & bear it, right?
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Our days are getting shorter and nights are a bit colder here too. September has arrive with shadows.
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Yes, the prelude to my favorite season.
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I thought about using the same line you have chosen. You did an excellent job with it. September is here and autumn arrives next week. sigh
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Ah, but autumn is my favorite season!
Thank you. 🙂
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So enjoyed this. For something so brief, there’s a lot in these nine lines – the season’s weariness, a life lived and now winding down – and the shape of the poem on the page, the lines shrinking down to that last word.
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love the literal and poetic winding down in your Nonet
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Thank you, Laura.
And thank you for the prompt. 🙂
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Ken you did this beautifully. That’s how I see summer at this time of year – “weary” and “ a life well-lived”. ☺️
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🙂 Thank you. 🙂
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I love your ending in this one. Hopefully it is the story of us all….
A life well-lived
Finally
Winding
Down
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Thank you, Dwight. I think that’s something we all hope for.
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Yes!
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“A life well-lived finally winding down” I was born in September, this year I celebrate the last of the 70s! I feel time passing more quickly than I thought possible. Yet I feel as energized as I did in my youth, ready for more. I love this poem.
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Thank you. 🙂
Closer to 70 than 60, I’ve always insisted on thinking “young.”
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I think death can be both devastating and sometimes as going to sleep after a very long day.
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I’m willing to wait to find out. 😉
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Love that you positioned those last three words to fit their meaning.
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