On a Mild November Day
dark room
lightens
sunshine
brightens
outside
prime time
strong brew
sublime
red birds
singing
wind chimes
ringing
gold leaves
clinging
now brain-
storming
rhymes are
forming
jotting
phrases
nature’s
praises
daylight’s
waning
eyes are
straining
no more
stalling
night is
falling
indoors
I go
poems
in tow
November 9, 2022
entered in Brian Strand's Premiere Choice Contest Placed 6th
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2022
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