Love Poems About September or September Love Poems
by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: moon, ocean,

MAGICAL MOONLIGHT

I
love
walking
at midnight
as moonlight shadows
dance on the inky blue ocean
and watch as they sparkle and shimmer like tiny stars,
pirouetting gracefully like prima ballerinas with the ocean as their stage 

9/3/19
Writing Challenge 1, September 2019 - Eight Line Form
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
Checked with PS Syllable counter 1,1,2,3,5,8,13,21

by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories: writing,

Writing a Love Sonnet

If only I could write you a sonnet,
Iambic pentameter and what not,
Let my muse mull profoundly upon it.
I must write it quickly lest I forgot.

It will have to stress real passion, love,
Mention a rose if I really must
But for heaven's sake leave out the white dove,
Still do mention the red moon that I trust.

Compare her eyes to some fragrant flower,
And wish to taste her full strawberry lips,
Scheme to meet her in a quiet bower,
Clouds enfold us in mythical eclipse.

Will she come, will she go, my marigold?
Ah, my poor love sonnet has now gone cold.


POTD 14 September 2020

by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: beauty, care, creation, imagination, inspiration, lonely, love hurts, metaphor, nature, rain, sad love, september,

Gentle Summer Rain

She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain 
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence 
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain 
before the time they met - her steps commence. 

She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum, 
her love turned to escape and cloudy string 
Where nimbus mistletoe fell, tears to become 
Their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring. 

The first light cotton mists with summer rays 
While skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land, 
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays, 
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand. 

Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam 
With half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.



--------- 8-29-13


by Heather Ober |
Categories: love, nature,

September

Trees reach like glowing embers
to singe the autumn skies.
Leaves burst with blinding colour
like sparks that spin and rise.
Then a breath of weightless fog
moves across the silent lake
where trails of molten clouds
fill the sunset's smoky wake.
The harvest moon emerges
like a second burning sun
to fill the sky with button-stars
that morning pulls undone. 
Sunlight floods the gardens
to melt the morning dew.
This is where my heart resides
since September gave me you.

by James Marshall Goff |
Categories: death of a friend,

Here Lies a Poet

Her ink has dried, her stories spun
On distant shores, her songs are sung


Atlantis must be beautiful in fall Carolyn,
Love always, jim

September, 2021

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: longing, love,

the blue of you



the moon tonight through your eyes
my sky is in your voice
and how i miss you so



Submitted on September 27, 2022 for contest 2022 POETRY MARATHON MILE 15 sponsored by MARK TONEY

Originally posted on September 13, 2022

by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: change, dark, fruit,

Paradise Lost

Before the days when man first sinned
Angels traveled upon the wind
Everything magic shone in the night
Fairies fluttered, wings shining bright

Eve was perfect with long flowing hair
Sensuous body, delightfuly bare
Adam's body strong, he was a sight
They played by day and made love at night

Everything perfect, living in the trees
Yet trouble called upon a gentle breeze
The serpent said taste, this fruit so grand
Eve so entranced, she ate from his hand

She saved fruit for Adam, he took a bite
The garden went dark, no more magic light

A sonnet in The Wind Contest.
Written September 9th, 2013
Sponsored by: Poetess Darkly

by William Kershaw |
Categories: introspectionautumn, time,

Time Before Winter

September tries to convince herself,
Making pretend that she is really, truly,
A Summer month, albeit one of dying fire,
Holding at bay the chill of Autumn winds.

October plays temptress with her Duality;
Sun to warm the back of your flannel shirt,
With punkin' frosting nights, crisp and cold.
Air so clear it sears the throat like a glass of cider.

November comes dark, wet and gloomy.
An ancient harridan forced to bridal bed.
Chanting "fools, there's time before winter comes,
Still time enough for love."

December mutters in her sleep........

by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: inspirational, introspection,

When the Tab Comes Due

Frail humans we are and mistakes are made, but there will be a time to pay for pain inflicted on others. Run swiftly from dark clouds hovering above, baggage like an albatross around our necks -- cast it aside. Commit to offering kind words, compassion to all, bestowing brotherly love. Make amends when possible for harmful acts, even negative thoughts, and promote harmony. When we stand at heaven’s gate, we’ll not be asked about material possessions, but how much love we gave. The prince and the pauper will be judged as equals when the tab comes due.
*Entry for Paula’s “How Due You Dew” contest Written September 8, 2011

by kash poet |
Categories: love,

Shadow Puppets

Our candlelight show, entwining fingers bolder now fragrances mingle in threadless embrace, shadow puppets. *********************** Placement: 1st;(September 2012) Contest:Septolet the Puppet Sponsor:Nette Onclaud By:kash poet Date:22nd September 2012 SEPTOLET: it consists of 7 lines with a total of 14 words ... the line break comes between the 4th and 5th lines though both parts deal with the same thought to create a unified effect… to make it interesting, you must use one fabric and one flavor in your piece.

by John Hamilton |
Categories: absence, change, love hurts, missing you, relationship,

Autumn's desires

Autumn's desires

Your amber-umber eyes, penetrate me
as saffron sun sets on faces, ashen
Your suspicious mind raves with jealousy
as pumpkin winds chill our summers passion
your love transitions to winter's fashion.

Fire and ice keep flowing through your bold veins
Wild imaginations portend cold rains.

I dream of your ruby-red crimson lips
my mind won't rest until you have returned
the  touches from your ginger fingertips
we can rebuild the bridges that have burned,
then, we will laugh at all the lessons learned

I think of your flowing cinnamon hair
mem'ries of our home, and you being there.

John Derek Hamilton
September 16,2017

by Susan Ashley |
Categories: emotions, grief, longing, loss, lost love, memory, morning,

Morning Mist



In dampened blur of violet dawn
as angels’ weep did touch upon
a mourner’s shoulders mist enshroud - 
to soften edges gauzy haze
that hug around these painful days
and mellow memories endowed
in sacred stillness of time gone.

In silent water droplets clear
is beauty precious every sphere
collecting on the silvern spires 
midst leaf and scented lavender
reminding me of when we were
devoted in our love’s desires -
each flower holds a lost love tear.


Susan Ashley
September 29, 2018


~ Third Place ~
Contest: Your Choice Flower Verse, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor: Brian Strand







by Vijay Pandit |
Categories: care, friendship, love,

Love is the force

Tender touch gently soothes an ailing soul 
Wordless discourse greets eyes of love
A mother's hug comforts her child's ego
Love is the force that makes the world go

Kinder hearts ache sensing others' pain
A prayer mightily calls for suffering to end
Flowers of goodwill shed feelings of woe
Love is the force that makes the world go

Words of care resonate in any language
Noble deeds of strangers justly amaze
A message of peace triumphantly echos
Love is the force that makes the world go

Love received, gives, and regenerates
It multiplies, compounds, and propagates
Love is the force that elevates the world

September 7,  2018

by Vijay Pandit |
Categories: life, metaphor,

Arts and crafts from grains of sand

Life is a smile of a newborn in mother's arms

Arts and crafts of stained glass from grains of sand

Freedom of a chick on its very first flight

Love of a mother scurrying beside a young fawn

Float on a lotus pond in style of white swans

Lyrics of nature scripted in nightingale's song

Painting in vermilion tints rising on meadows of fall

Rivers rushing down from spring mountaintops

Romance in lover's eyes watching a new dawn 

Wonder in breath of a single-celled amoeba

September 14, 2019
HM: Strand special 5 by Brian Strand
Life poetry contest;  Sponsor: Ironic Zink

by jack horne |
Categories: heartbreak,

The Broken Hearts

     The world is full of broken hearts,
so mine was nothing new,
     and anyone who loves someone
could lose that person too.
     I thought I'd found the one for me
the day I danced with you;
     I gave my heart without reserve;
you knew I would be true.
     Alas for me, your love was false,
and so I'm feeling blue -
     although my broken heart will mend.
This feels like deja vu...

written 17th September for Constance's All the Little Pieces contest

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: death, grandfather, grandson, love, sick,

SOMETIMES LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH



He loved his grandpa with all his heart
All the hugs in the world
Could not heal him
How we dreaded the time when
Memories would be all that’s left



Submitted on September 8, 2019, for contest SOMETIMES LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH sponsored by SILENT ONE  -  RANKED 3RD

by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: friendship, poetry, poets,

A pied piper for me

His line and verse flow like honey
Lovely, smooth, bright and sunny
A pied piper for me

He speaks of love in phrases pure
His words take wing, on airborne tour
Soaring high and free

Yet he himself is down to earth
Epitome of cheer and mirth
A humble soul is he

Always has an encouraging word
'Good friend' the honor on him conferred
The one-and-only Chris Green


              September 26, 2019
       Pick a Friend on Soup Contest
              Sponsor: Bobby May

by Susan Ashley |
Categories: inspiration, life, light, love, nature, spiritual, sun,

Oneness

  Sol

     conjures

         the many

           to lift in light

         and reach for the peach for the greater good

     golden the vast sea of black-eyed Susans

  merging in shine

creating

    a lone

        soul


Susan Ashley 
September 24, 2020


~ Third Place ~
Contest: Double Tetractys 3
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Picture # 2

*syllables checked on howmanysyllables.com: 
1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 10, 4, 3, 2, 1*




by Unseeking Seeker |
Categories: heaven, joy, love, wisdom,

Heaven

Subtle, tingling, blissful caress
Wholeness of being, free from stress
Essence of presence celebrates 
Each node within, Cupid’s address

Magnetic heat, pheromones grates
To music of spheres, soul gyrates
Bliss elixir suffuses form
Soma nectar drips through love’s straits

Mists divine are both cool and warm
Magical is, this benign storm
The false drops away, truth is known
Rapture unbound, is the new norm

Bliss and wisdom, that’s ours to own
Borne of love and light, is home grown
Within our heart, is God’s heaven
Yet each must enter there alone 

05-September-2022

by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: heart, joy, love, sensual,

L'AMOUR DE MA VIE


Reveal to me, do!
How you carried off my heart and it now lives within you.
I can see it brightly alive in your godlike chest.
You had the loving, brown-eyed chutzpah to magically place 
both our names upon it and yes, with the family crest.

Reveal for me, do!
How you, at every sunrise, serves me a cup of steaming 
aromatic happiness?
And a shower together, Agapi Mou, the crest of jasmine jouissance!
Swimming as one, in life effortlessly, joyfully, in loves' rainbowed,
forever, dancing cadence!

September 21. 2019

by Susan Ashley |
Categories: desire, emotions, imagery, love, metaphor, music, romance,

The String Player

Your bow - my violin we do unite

     on rhythmic notes of ecstasy we fly 

        entwined our heartstrings vibrate through the night -

 emblazoned love songs burn across the sky.


Susan Ashley
September 22, 2020


~ Third Place ~
An excerpt from: Making Beautiful Music Together (written April 15, 2018)
Submitted for contest: Sept. 22, 2020
Premiere Contest: Rithimus Divisa 6
Sponsor: Gregory R Barden




by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: autumn, lost love,

when the colors fade



the tree he planted still stands
wrapped in autumn’s fiery hues
while his colors have faded
…I visit his grave



*Written September 30, 2020
For Constance La France’s Dodoitsu contest
checked on howmanysyllables.com


by Lu Loo |
Categories: hope,

Transcending Hope


soft tunes speak, whispers of light- cry not for my heartache, scars have been mended, life is sound… once more- love ascends, fear breaks its routine; starlit nights gleam with intense heat, they shine as if they’re mine- faith is hope transcending September 3, 2019 Yalto Poems Only Poetry Contest Emile Pinet

by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: cute love, rain,

GOD'S PICNIC



                 The skies filled bulbously with
                 gray-filled clouds.
                 We rested on God's daisy blanket,
                 laughing out loud.


                 Some nice fresh water from God's
                 own sink?
                 We laid back in utter joy, setting up 
                 glasses to catch such a blessed...
                 Heavenly drink.



                  September 24, 2019



by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: beautiful, heart, love, moon,

SOUL OF MY BELOVED


       Yes, I have it right here in my hands.
       It thumps with joy and kindness.
       It's rhythm with eternal love springs.

       The colors are a lacy silver and rose gold.
       With a sparkling deep ruby center,
       I am so blessed to behold.
 

       It has the scent of jasmine in bloom,
       Ah, these transformative moments
       my one and only love!

       Holding your forever heart.
       Knowing to the Romios Star, 
       In happy embers, one day, we shall depart!




       September 15, 2019
       8:10 am