Before Thanksgiving

by Leonard M Hawkes

This cold and gloom of November--
Nearly leafless,
Light snow,
Restless air,
And yet, it could well be December--
In perhaps the right year.

But no, there's a Tone in November,
A searching,
A quiet inner view--
Honest death
With an inner accounting,
And Light that transpects
To the New.


Author's Note: My birthday too often falls on Thanksgiving.

Posted on 11/26/2014
Copyright © 2024 Leonard M Hawkes

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/26/14 at 05:46 PM

Nice capture Leonard.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/27/14 at 12:01 AM

"Honest death With an inner accounting," - great lines.

Posted by George Hoerner on 11/29/14 at 07:24 PM

Really nicely done Leonard!!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/13/14 at 10:17 PM

Wonderful! I love November...seasonal poems. I recently posted one also, in my This, That... collection. November definitely has an energy all its own, and you've aptly captured it in your choice of vocabulary...imagery.

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