Phyllis Babcock Poet Free verse

November Chill

Rain gently fell upon the snow
the white crisp flakes slowly melted
under the warmer droplets
grass that had turned brown
restored to some of it's former green
while the wet leaves clung
onto the bottom of the shoe
the dull grey skies hung low
making it feel like a dreary day
the cold November chill
permeated through the bones
only a prequel to the harshness
of the upcoming winter season

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Stephan McBride December 2, 2022 at 7:35 AM I love the way you write to be so descriptive in the moment painting pictures which we can be a part of , this is poetry Phyllis Babcock December 2, 2022 at 9:35 AM Thanks for reading my poem. I am glad it paints a picture of the season. love phyl

Judy Ball November 12, 2022 at 4:53 AM Ooohoo! That pretty much says what it's like here to Phyl. I had a week off for vacation and then my husband became delirious, and I called 911. They took him to hospital, and he tested positive for covid. Now I have also tested positive. Feel terrible. Loved the poem. A good write. God Bless, JB Phyllis Babcock November 13, 2022 at 11:36 AM Judy I am so sorry to hear that you both are down with covid. I do hope you both are feeling better. I had it last Jan and Feb. and had clotting and other problems with it. I am sending prayer for both of you for a full recovery. Hugs and take care. God bless you two. love phyl

The Situation November 6, 2022 at 1:29 PM The reminder that winter is here to stay November is. I'm being reminded that poetry are those things that we remember that accompany events like winter. Phyllis Babcock November 6, 2022 at 2:56 PM Thanks for your comment and yes winter is a time where we are stuck inside and time to write if our muse wants to cooperate. Lately not so much. love phyl

Jennifer Proxenos November 6, 2022 at 3:55 AM November there your last month of Autumn,November, our last month of Spring, I love your description of the leaves playing up and down a street within a cool gusty wind, so vivid a picture you paint with your magic words. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer Jennifer Phyllis Babcock November 6, 2022 at 3:15 PM Thanks Jennifer for your comment. Got dumped on with a lot of snow yesterday and today. Now the leaves are covered up and I think winter has set in. Yuck hoping for early spring. love phyl

Anne-Lise Andresen November 5, 2022 at 12:25 PM - Lovely described ... I don't like this time where the snow comes and melts over and over again ... cold and nasty ... - We haven't had snow yet ... thanks for that :) - hugs Phyllis Babcock November 6, 2022 at 3:17 PM Thanks my friend the rain and then the snow has made roads slippery. Went right thru an intersection on a red light today. To icy to drive anywhere. love phyl