Broken shadows across the cracked ground
frail elm trees succumb to the fall,
apples are lost from the boughs,
rodents ravage the spoil;
that’s why September
is death, rot and
remembrance
of summer
we wasted,
love we
lost
Had to write a second poem for Laura at DVerse as there were two prompts. This is a Nonet starting with the line
Broken shadows across the cracked ground by Mervin
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Love’s sorrow goes with September somehow. Beautiful!
Great to see you tackling both prompts; love the Nonet–but I think your first line has 10 syllables. No matter, your poetics are stirring.
Never mind, your prompt line only has the 9 syllables it needs; silly me .
Such a beautiful, mournful piece!
I love this September mood:
why September
is death, rot and
remembrance
I can certainly connect with the wasted summer. So many things that didn’t happen.
Great work, man. I used the same line in mine (as a closer.)
Nicely done. Great imagery of changing seasons.
Summer wasted, love we lost, I am feeling in a melancholy mood as the season changes. So much loss this year. You have captured fall with
the dying leaves.
Love the imagery 💖
Merwin’s opener casts the strongest shadow over the ultimate ending here – nice turn of season too. Glad you had time to also write this Nonet
“love we / lost” reinforces the metaphor that leads to it. Nice.
This is beautifully sad!
I can relate to this sad yet, beautiful piece. What happened to summer?
Two for the price of one today! Bravo.
This is well written Bjorn. You hit the three syllable line thrice, but the 11-line piece is strong.
beautiful nonet and a great rendition of our year of turmoil