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
Tag: Positive Vibes
Too Young to Vote
Too young to vote We’ve all been there When we were innocent And unaware Of the contention I’m right; you’re wrong The constant noise That’s gone on too long Before we’d ever heard Of hanging chads When a Happy Meal Was what made us glad When the grown-ups stood In long lines As we played… Read More Too Young to Vote
Evergreen
The old-growth pines Are slowly letting go Brittle needles fall Orange-tinged below Where pinecones sprout Evergreen The wind’s a mix Of pine and gasoline A chainsaw hums In the distance
HO HO HELLO
The ghosts float around The haunted house As the black cat chases The possessed mouse Up in the attic Where the bloodsucking bats fly Spiders plot revenge On their next victim to die The jack o’ lantern glows Though no candle is lit Casting shadows on one Who just doesn’t fit He’s jolly and fat… Read More HO HO HELLO
Candy-Coated
“Take a big biteWon’t you, please?It’s from a healthy tree,Free of disease.”The shiny appleFor sale on a stickEnticed their tonguesTo take a lickBut the caramel appleHad secrets to hideIts flesh was rottenTo the core inside*Buyer bewareOf candy-coated lies*
Whispers
Words drop from lips Like leaves to the ground Colorful, textured Sounds Fall, falling, fallen Whispers Lost sentiments Of the season
Boxes
We all have boxes Full of treasures we keep Where trinkets hide And memories sleep Whether brittle wicker Or velvet-lined Inside these boxes Are secrets to find Etched upon the fabric Soaked into the seams These boxes are Time-capsules of dreams Or they’re just boxes No more than they seem Dry places to store Our… Read More Boxes
Spooksville
It’s a spooky time in Spooksville This time every year There are many spooky tales That surely you will hear About pumpkins and colored corn Grown in the haunted field Their orange skins and yellow husks Oddly, already peeled As the bony ravens feed On kernels of chaos The skeletal mice scurry Deep beneath the… Read More Spooksville
Freddy the Fly
Freddy the fly Stole the show As politicians bragged About what they know He made his landing On Mike Pence’s head And stayed so long He appeared to be dead But after two minutes And a few seconds more He flew to find Another head to explore
October
It tiptoes in On summer sandals Over retreating tides Down leave-clogged channels October teases Of treats to come It tricks us whether Fall has begun But it cannot hide The chill in its air Or the game it plays Called Truth or Dare
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