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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required While November pleads with the heart, a sense of pure praise stills the light, comforting the rising rhythms of trembling beats, the cadence of autumn seeping into winter… by poet In the doorway of November, still and quiet Listening for the first flakes – silent Soft and feathery snow, motionless on the night While the bursts of stars peak and wink, Beneath an enchantment, so startlingly white… In the entrance to November, healing Each heart wrenching burden, Urging the freedom, blazing with eloquence, Pouring out hope on the purpose of a winter’s Knowing, bursting with frosty whispers, Melancholic and remembering… At the start of sweet November, softly Breathing out the poetry, the psalms the praise Arising in the fiery moments before words Know the promises, the promptings, the pieces Of a heart, a soul, a spirit… Arising on the starlit moments, wishing On stars, glistening in the skies, heavens alive Like the alabaster sighs, rising, rising… In the heady grace of a November day, Blazing like the pangs of grief, Stifling the wings of a poet’s need – starving For the way to say what needs to be said… Pouring out feelings, blessings, regrets Meanings that remember where we were, What we said… Before November started to bring her rest, Before she cried, before she begged From the music of a teardrop, startling The easy flakes, blowing in Winds of light, wings of faith, on slivers Light, wispy as crumpled patches of snow, Falling, blowing, blessing away the drifting Griefs, the seething, burning Echoes of moments before November spun Out of control and startled the heart, The feelings, the belief…. That fated moment when November sees Light falling, blessing, erasing The gray and soundless echoes So we can see… the still, cool grace In November’s presence, November’s p r a i s e … praising the Creator Of all those November days!
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