Now has the grey come
and the year
heavy-lidded
drowses.
Crying of want
a solitary bird
spreads black wings
over silent houses.
Tag Archives: November
Connections: November 19.16
Connections: November 8.16
Pouring gold
somewhere
November sun
sets
kindling clouds
trailing stars
in cosmic
opal’d
nets.
Connections: October 23.16
As in all the years gone by
you have to move your eye —
it’s time to remember
that towards November
the garden moves nearer the sky.
Connections: November 20
Behold the begonia bloom
jewelry for my screened-in room
lest you think it
an ordinary trinket
you must remember
it’s November.
Oddments 