September Sky
Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 9:01 am
Probably quite difficult to convey this. Living in the tropics it's commonly said that we don't have the standard 4 seasons but just the two - Wet and Dry. But every year I see a sky that marks that changing of the seasons and it's only around for a few weeks. It's subtle but unmistakable . . .
September Sky
©M. Pattie 2012
The season’s told the sky, it seems;
the rising sun’s an ember.
There’s something new amidst the blue
that tells us it’s September.
It’s deep, but sometimes smokey grey;
can shimmer or rescind.
No vestige for the monsoon or
a hostage to the wind.
It opens up and spreads its wings;
Reflects a turquoise glow.
I love it; my September sky;
it puts on such a show.
Torresian Imperials;
not seen since early March.
They seem to bring the start of Spring,
they dip and dive and arch.
The percolated cirrus mats,
the sunset starts to splinter.
The season turns and quickly burns
the final throws of winter.
A coda to the ether of
the season that’s passed by.
It’s vast, unique, exudes mystique;
that sweet September sky.
September Sky
©M. Pattie 2012
The season’s told the sky, it seems;
the rising sun’s an ember.
There’s something new amidst the blue
that tells us it’s September.
It’s deep, but sometimes smokey grey;
can shimmer or rescind.
No vestige for the monsoon or
a hostage to the wind.
It opens up and spreads its wings;
Reflects a turquoise glow.
I love it; my September sky;
it puts on such a show.
Torresian Imperials;
not seen since early March.
They seem to bring the start of Spring,
they dip and dive and arch.
The percolated cirrus mats,
the sunset starts to splinter.
The season turns and quickly burns
the final throws of winter.
A coda to the ether of
the season that’s passed by.
It’s vast, unique, exudes mystique;
that sweet September sky.
