Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

Cold November Day

trees barren and laden clouds
on a cold november day
the waves are high
and waters murky

still so solemn
our bench a relic
the raging river faces

the mistiness
of a distant memory
not letting go
though seems so long ago



AP: 2nd place 2021

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Timothy Mcguire January 24, 2019 at 3:26 PM I like "our bench is a relic" it begs to be set on once again Line Gauthier January 24, 2019 at 8:48 PM For sure, Timothy. Thanks for your most appreciated visit and comment.

Gershon Wolf January 23, 2019 at 7:55 PM Nice imagery, Line, and whoa, would I give anything to see a bench or 'water murky'---what with Lake Michigan starting to freeze over in places with the cold snap going on... Thanks for the memories. :) gw Line Gauthier January 23, 2019 at 11:42 PM Indeed all we see these days is snow and ice. LOL

M. L. Kiser January 23, 2019 at 5:46 PM I think I'm still in that atmosphere and it's no longer November! Line Gauthier January 23, 2019 at 7:19 PM I wish the feeling would come and go at will, ML. No such luck.

Caren Krutsinger January 23, 2019 at 12:34 PM "our bench a relic".....you can never go back. I have tried, and it is never the same, my friend, even when you hope it might be. Line Gauthier January 23, 2019 at 1:05 PM Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Caren.

Janice Canerdy January 23, 2019 at 11:26 AM Moving, concise, well-written piece, Line. Line Gauthier January 23, 2019 at 11:27 AM Thanks for your lovely visit and compliment, Janice.

Bobby May January 23, 2019 at 11:10 AM Sometimes memories are all we have! wonderful poem my friend! Line Gauthier January 23, 2019 at 11:28 AM Absolutely. Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Bobby.