We waited August for September
Lustrous conker shine secret
bided our six weeks’ time
as reddening raspberries
bide their time.
September was
a breath held
waiting to exhale in freedoms
empty parks
quiet shops
and space to be unrushed
in zoos
it was.
Free
conker crack
split wide beauty
laughter swirling
russet crisp falling
kicking up the leaves and
it was
September was.
It was anticipation
for the free film festival
Halloween, Bonfire Night,
galloping towards December lights
and autumn whispering
“I’ll be there soon.”
That’s what
September was.