“September’s Words” by John Feaster


Words become more
than words when we
feel them into
existence.

 

My love, that
is why you
are September:

 

You, like fall
pressing
colors into
leaves,
blow words
into me,
and the
little gusts
of sunshine
turn my
pages bright.

 

 

 

 

 

 

John Feaster was born at the doorstep of our nation’s capital, but hopes none of that rubbed off on him. A dangerous romantic, he wants all the action and adventure of a poetic life. He knows how crazy that sounds, but with magic, love, and dogs on his side: how can he fail? John holds a B.A. in Philosophy and an MBA in Business.