Best October Poems

We are apples growing on our parent's tree, planted by our grandparents from the apples of our great-grandparents ~ author

October skies still reflect in your...

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Introducing: Leonora Galinta & Poet Destroyer

I was awoken by the effulgent smiles of sunlight 
Dancing on my window pane with great delight 
A jovial repartee...

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The bogs’ their fruit – the woodlands’ leaf
embrace a ripened red motif,
as cranberries and maples blaze
Oh Lord, I praise October days.

Where starling murmurations dance
a breathless...

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The Dark Side of October

Late October moon is waking, through this cemetery shaking,
shaking as the cold wind breaking, walking ‘neath an old oak tree.
Stones like...

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Is it
simply a case of precipitation,
moist warm air condensation
or are they God’s tears showering us with love,
as rain washes away our sorrows,
in the hope of...

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October sky, the 1st we celebrate, a seasons heart yearned treasured moment,
    Sun rises, new beginnings, Enlightens nature, we seek atonement.

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monarchs waltzing on the wind,

    jack-o'-lantern's fiery grin,

pumpkin spice's sweet perfume,

    the orange glow of Hunter’s Moon,

falling leaves in...

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Whisper's of October  

Whispers in this soup bowl
20 minutes after its muse explodes,
Daylight remains nothing more than a dream 
Warding off the howling sound...

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Autumn Afterglow

As halcyon summer days 
    wave goodbye
Bucolic trees seen from 
    an autumn sky
Become a cynosure 
 ...

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Ode to Autumn 

Earth’s sphere of fire bids adieu to me
As dying embers gleam across the sea
In rare hues reflected by autumn trees,
Swirling in motion...

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Autumn’s Breeze

Autumn drapes her lacey hoarfrost
Upon the vanishing vivid leaves of 
Colored trees, upon the fences and fields
Gracing them with her demure beauty.

With her breathy...

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Around midnight, in the library I found myself drawn,
to these shelves haunted still by Poe, Stevenson and King,
as a rare, late October storm brews beyond...

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Just days ago golden grasses waved in the stronger breeze of late summer, a preview of the autumn winds to come. The clover and alfalfa...

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Autumn
                a chilling wave
      ...

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The Messenger

I watched the clouds of afternoon
 Gather tempest force;
Now, from a cozy shelter
 View October's raging storm;
Watching through rain washed windows
 Golden oak trees...

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