Angel November Poems

Harriet Harris née Kuritsky circa November 13th, 
1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005
(untimely death sentence ordained ~ early February 1935)

I trot out a poem acknowledging...

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#IN THE ELEVENTH MONTH, ON THE ELEVENTH DAY, I WAS BLESSED TO AWAKE AND HONOR "A SPECIAL ANGEL" ON WHAT WOULD HAVE BEEN HER 81st....

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fall 
cool nights 
nice warm days 
hot chocolate 
warm baked apple pies 
colorful leaves 
cuddling up 
kisses 
fun ...

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#This is my ELEVENTH poem I've expressed here in 2023. I will share just how MUCH this means to me...
"I didn't plan this, but I...

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Harriet Harris circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005

untimely death sentence ordained 
approximately six months prior 
to mother dearest celebrating 
her seventieth birthday,
though...

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November will be gone real soon.                   ...

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Thus, upon the morrow
with a subtle tinge of sorrow
as I shivering, remember
dip my toes into November
for her snowflakes, now aloof,
will soon land upon my roof.

And...

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Where there’s a will, there’s a way
Now let me verse come what may
Being a birthday doll you deserve
My all reverence that’s in reserve
When you celebrate...

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Angels in Blue
Saints in Green

The hospital is a cold and sterile place. 
It is not meant to be…
warm or nice. 
It is meant to be...

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Harriet Harris circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005
(untimely death sentence ordained ~ early February 1935)

Test teasing prophylactics embarrassing
purchase never made at local...

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My November Queen 

He was like a tree, moved by breeze
Been alive to witness that perfect day 
My queen, Angel and Muse came to this...

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in the drab
grey wetness
of a cold
november morn
barely awake
making his way
through sluggish traffic
crowds off to work
his mind a blur
operating on automatic
a tingle comes over him
an aroma...

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November

the lost souls 
have returned 
mumbling then roaring 
day and night
around the windows and doors.
perhaps they are jealous 
of the warmth that melts them
into puddles...

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Buried in my garden
Along with my tears
Memories of kisses
Followed by the dark years

Walk inside my grey skies
Place my black robe upon your shoulders
Weep for the...

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One Halloween night, I woke up screaming,
There were many zombies around me, all furiously staring;
With their burning red eyes, they were ready to smash my...

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