Father November Poems

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

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Daylight Savings Time Ends – November 5th 2023 means...

discombobulated, harried, and lobotomized
state of body, mind, and spirit triage.

Onset of dark shadows signalling edge of night
occurs...

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November holidays in our country
Serve as fellowships for the ministry
Great gatherings toward revival bliss
Never can joyous worshipful hearts miss.

Midst “All Saints’ Day”* is women’s virtue...

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Ten swift turns of the calendar's pages bring me to November,
when autumn breezes sweep clinging leaves from their trees.
They lie in heaps on the ground,...

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Argh daylight savings time ends – 2:00 AM November 6th 2022

Hour hands of o'clock get set back 
sixty minutes gaining extra hour of Autumn
round about...

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Listen to her death certificate’ 
Who’d  fought for life’s duplicate
“Severe Anorexia
Secondary to status asthmaticus”.

Oh! How it  had rung worse than Amnesia
And had meant...

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November has three syllables like three persons in the Godhead.
It has a similar sound as December and reminds me of twin beds.
Turkeys are nice on...

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November will be gone real soon.                   ...

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The Last Time I saw Father 
David J Walker

There he was
His face aglow behind the 
Coffee shop window
Sitting 
stirring a chrome-plated spoon 
In the dark...

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There is no morning that I'm not grateful for another day
I awake with the fresh coffee brewing and my cup standing by
waiting patiently to be...

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Mother would patschke
early that day in the kitchen,
and recruit any guest, who
blindly ambled thru front door
suddenly trapped unwittingly
squarely (triangulated) into kitchen
forcibly impressed to help

set up...

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shivering
on a cold
november morning

we stood there
posing for
a family portrait

hearts heavy
saying our
goodbyes

as we laid
your soul
to rest          ...

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When Friends Are More

My mother, 
I wish to be disowned. 
My father, 
died. 
My step father… 
too dark. 
The rest, 
worthless people, 
that take. 

How...

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Twas like every November before it, 
But this one came with an air of uncertainty,
For the drums of celebrations had halted in may.
When Owen celebrated...

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November is disappearing quickly
autumn colors remain unnoticed by the masses
only thing to look forward to is Thanksgiving,
but after the turkey and pumpkin pie are gobbled...

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