Poetry Friday: The Season Between

The Season Between

I'm not sure 
I've ever noticed
the season 
in between
summer and fall:
warm days,
cool nights.

I'm not sure
I've ever noticed 
the way summer
and autumn 
dance together:
green leaves,
grass growing.

I'm not sure
I've ever noticed
the way the bush
begins to turn:
one red leaf,
then two,
then five.

I didn't notice
the change in the air,
the subtle return of bonfires. 
The time before 
the yellow,
the orange,
the red.

I didn't notice
daylight sneaking away
much earlier.
The bird songs 
slowly fading.
The wind's return.
The skittering of squirrels.

Until today
I hadn't noticed
the season in between
summer and fall.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2021

It's Poetry Friday!  Today’s roundup is hosted by Bridget Magee at wee words for wee onesStop by to enjoy some poetry and/or leave a link. 


  1. Lovely poem, Cathy! I love the way your repeated phrases "I'm not sure
    I've ever noticed" and "I didn't notice" leads the reader to the climax of "Until today I hadn't noticed" - echoing the first stanza. Wonderful pacing. :)

  2. Cathy, this is lovely. Such a fun in between season it is, too. A gradual easing in to the colder season. Did you read Linda Baie's poem on Friday called "Cold Whispers in October"? It is a good pairing with yours.

  3. Amazing what you see when you slow down and enjoy what is around you!!!!

  4. Oh my! I love this poem, Cathy! So beautiful!

  5. Love it! There are so many nuances, indeed!

  6. Wonderful use of repetition...and I'm enjoying experiencing the noticing with you as I read.


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