Our Gift
It’s a month to gather Harvest and share A pause to give thanks A moment to care Blessings, losses A laugh, a tear We reminisce And give thanks For our gift Another year
Tag: November
A Thoughtful Thought
A thought found me On a November eve Past the creaking tree And the rustling leaves On the creeping fog It traveled with ease A thoughtful thought It said, “Thank you,” and “Please.” Illuminated directions From Harvest Moon above Ensured it found me Like a peaceful dove Who after long travels Had finally come home… Read More A Thoughtful Thought
Thanks
As gracious as November is It gives and gives and gives and gives Thanks
Echo of Crows
Echo of crows Shatters the air Who they bother They do not care They’re on the hunt For pumpkin seeds From Jack O’ Lanterns Thrown in the weeds October’s rejects Broken and rotten Are pillaged by crows Before forgotten Sunken into The earth below Eulogized by Echo of crows
November’s Path
November’s path Has twists and turns With wisdom held For us to learn In the fallen leaves From the naked trees Do we dare to be As brave as thee Who have lived and lost And lived again Season after season
The Season of Gathering
The season of gathering Has begun Squirrels collect acorns One by one Leaves drift Alone to the ground One by one Until they are found Coyotes howl From separate hills One by One They grow quiet and still As thoughts swirl In our busy heads One by one We dream instead Of all that we’ll… Read More The Season of Gathering
November Finds Us
November finds us Right where we are With time to spare Though we’ve come so far
Autumn’s Next Payday
Imagine if the autumn leaves Became money to spend Their falling from trees We’d never want it to end Folks would show up With a rake and a smile Looking to cash in They’d travel for miles To fill their buckets To tote their sacks They’d make many trips To the leaf bank and back… Read More Autumn’s Next Payday
Honey
They drip like honey Sweet from the spoon Amber perfection Until the rise of the moon Nearly empty The spoon sinks in the tea A swirl of autumn In a pool of ebony A hint of the day that was Warms the night to be
November’s Way
November’s golden embers Grow dimmer by the day Faded and fallen Never long to stay Never ones to say goodbye Just gone for good one day Though we wish to hold on That is November’s way
Jessica M. Collette 