by Leonard M Hawkes
This cold and gloom of November--
And yet, it could well be December--
In perhaps the right year.
But no, there's a Tone in November,
A quiet inner view--
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 © 2020 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|
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.