Punishing November Poem by Susan Lacovara
Punishing November
There is no denying
November can be cruel
Stealing back an hour of sunlight
As if my days already not dark enough
My nights too long in longing
With winds that loudly scream your name
And gales that blow each memories back
To curl up in hurdled bundles
by the gate that never closes
With the crumbled dead or dying leaves
They too, shaken and felled
From where once they fluttered in Summer
No excuses made by November
No explanations or advice
Of how to brave the coming frost
In layered fashions
To hide my fragile form
Even the hardened ground
Reminds me how uncomfortable it is
To walk away from you
A chill I think I'll not survive
but worse yet, words of truth, untold. M.
Excellent write. I wonder how you are surviving on this (moribund) online poetry site, where only a miniscule number truly appreciate good poetry. (There is so much muck around! My soul is atrophied at the absolute lack of taste!)
Even your Poets notes are said with passion~ excellent write~ on a cold winters night~ and may summer arrive soon!
Beautiful imagery, pining pathos of separation nicely depicted.10+
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I would like to translate this poem
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Great imagery and inspired lines that tell a story of loss of a love that changed your life! Brilliant write!