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a November romance
by Charlie Morgansurprisingly, things were flowing well;
some switch always is off or on; between.
that's November: can't make up her mind.
from the day of oxygen outside the placenta,
all the way to now, 63, November's toyed
with the Gregorian calendar; new moon?
how about cold?
would that do?
cold, warm, both?
the day was idling, near listless;
heavy with teen-age angst with eyes
for the evening of adulthood.
a November of hunting colors, for some,
for others will be stepping on rainbows.
surrounded by decaying boyhood dreams.
at breakfast i ate all the world's problems;
belched eras as they drove through my mind.
i washed it down with childish ideas, goals.
i was able to grin again; see old friends as new.
i had a coin from Mexico; a globe; both a teaching tool.
i teach Kai about the world; show him Mexico, China;
then we're off ... to new words; worlds.
11/18/2009 Posted on 11/18/2009
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 11/19/09 at 01:47 AM You covered all the bases with this one Charlie. Great write! |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/19/09 at 08:21 PM Most interesting use of November as an analogy for aging. The last stanza full of life and hope! |
| Posted by Timothy Wilson on 11/20/09 at 03:03 AM I added this to my favorite poems for the reason that i like it n stuff. but serioulsy I read it and had a weird not Déjà feeling persay but the relaxing melodic feeling of familiarity that comes from a lot of things that truly are favored by me.... for a writer, I suck at explaining myself... nice poem though!!! (:^P) |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 11/21/09 at 06:14 PM "i was able to grin again; see old friends as new."
Anyone able to do this is in "light-years", love.
Zooming abundant-life poem! |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 01/11/11 at 03:56 PM Charlie Morgan, HOW did I miss this one? This is very gemmy. I love your breakfast menu reference! |
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