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Of November
It is like one last sigh -
a warm breath before
the chill of winter,
trees singing before they rest,
the earthy fragrance of golden fields,
our hands still naked with no gloves,
the gentle swish of raking leaves,
voices ebbing as the days grow darker
before life falls into a still slumber
as December spreads herself over
the earth, like a maternal blanket.
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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words:
Farewell November
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I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.
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RoseBlack
Thu, 2023-11-30 16:08
November
Seemed to go so quickly. I am always sad to see Autumn go as it is my favorite time of year. The holiday season is a bit of a challenge and seems to move with less speed. Your poem was a beautiful tribute to all things fall as we prepare for what winter has to offer this year.
~RoseBlack~
Lavender
Thu, 2023-11-30 17:42
Hello, Carrie,
Seems there is always a big change between November and December - in many ways.
Thank you for reading, and sharing your thoughts!
L
author commentCandlewitch
Sat, 2023-12-02 06:02
Dear Lavender,
I often wish that I could stop time in its tracks and have just s few more days of my favorite season. You have brought Autumn squarely into focus with your lovely pensive poem. Thank you for this. My favorite lines are:
voices ebbing as the days grow darker
before life falls into a still slumber
as December spreads herself over
the earth, like a maternal blanket.
*hugs, Cat
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Lavender
Mon, 2023-12-04 16:18
Hello, Cat!
It feels like autumn flew by this year, although I enjoyed every second. Thank you for reading my poem! I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Onward to the beauty of winter!
Lx
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