David Byrne Poet Choka

November Choka

Vast November sky,
Strikes the senses, everyone.
Goose-pimples, sight, hearing, soul.
Howling windswept dark,
Shivers the bone, soaking wet.
Soggy ground I want to eat.
Waxing moon presides,
With attending star in sync.
Winters clouds inspire.

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Andrea Dietrich December 1, 2010 at 9:53 PM VEry Novemberish!!! You capture the essence of november for sure. Goodnght, DAvid!

Caroline Cécile Delacroix November 18, 2010 at 6:28 PM Awesome! I can picture the scene you describe quite well. Very much November weather and the exhilaration this type of elements give you comes out loud and clear.

Dr.Ram Mehta November 18, 2010 at 1:31 PM You have painted a nice picture of the November sky, david

Linda-Marie Sweetheart November 17, 2010 at 8:26 PM Feeling the chill in the air David.. wonderful Choka to express the wiles of November .. not one of my fav months .. if only for Turkey Day..luv.. enjoyed ..tonight with luv..

Carolyn Devonshire November 17, 2010 at 6:21 PM You touched on so many senses in this poem, David. Really like the way you describe the waxing moon presiding "with attending star in sync. It's great to see you posting again. Perhaps the coming of winter has filled you with inspiration. Thanks for sharing. Love, Carolyn

Poet Destroyer A November 17, 2010 at 5:57 PM lovely write, enjoyed,..p.d.