Heaven November Poems

One winter eve, I stopped by wood
To cool that burning heart of mine
In nature's bosom , that one should

The branch of willow lean and bent
By...

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November 21, 2022
(53rd Wedding Anniversary of Barbara and Frank)
By Franklin Price
11/21/2022

It is November twenty-first
Of twenty twenty-two
Fifty-three years ago tonight,
I forever married you.

We repeated vows, exchanged...

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November 18, 2022
By Franklin Price
To Barbara, with love
11/18/2022

Ten months have come and gone
Since the Lord took you away
He relieved you of your pain
When he took...

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Nature has painted for me a beautiful sky,
to say in the most perfect way goodbye;
a colour-soaked sunset on a cold November day.
like a view...

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Free 
wind blows
for the souls 
precious as gem, 
praised in requiem, 
like shiny leaves fallen, 
drifted away to heaven 
to find their true serenity 
somewhere...

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It is silence – It is grace
It is beauty and gentle thanks
It is joy and it is light – It is healing
With the promise of...

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 Here comes anew, November fall 
Beneath blankets I wish to crawl, 
On this shy and young, early morn
Bereft of leaves, a silent mourn
Comes with...

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November is great without doubt
blest by God around goodness route
pouring down His provisions’ flow
to enable thanksgiving glow…
revealing joyous praise-filled heart
sufficed along contentment cart.

Vanquishing despondency pout
brought...

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Autumn harvest has come around
Bountiful treasures do abound
Silencing the whispers of doubt
With a joyful and vibrant shout
November beckons to the soul
Who desires the chance to...

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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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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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Villanelle : Five Yin lines on November 6th overcome the top Yang line

(Bo, Hexagram 23 (November 6 to December 6): The mountain falls down on...

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November Kisses

November kisses arrive in the sunset
Lips ever sweet flutter soft on my skin
Lost in the sigh of a ending day whisper
Sharing a moment about...

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Gold is covering emerald leaves,
I can see cloudy heaven is numb,
Asters, dahlias blooms among grieves
like a garland they cannot succumb.

Little rain is annoying sometimes,
It is...

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I am a turkey yes I am.
I will with be put in a big fat pan.
There is no way for me to escape.
For I will...

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