Rain November Poems

It took me years from now to see
I loved the same rain that was drowning me
My early days were filled with joy,
I used to bloom...

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November again! 
Striked euphoria, inevitable pain
clouds dry with no rain
dried are those eyes
and those mastermind lips
clichéd, dumbstruck! only losses, no gain
Little sweetums!
it's your fault,be in...

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I’m thankful for the love I know.
Through grief, it continues to grow.
Love so full it endures the pain.
It feels more dazzling in the rain!

I’m thankful...

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After five days of nonstop rain, I simply must go outside. I bundle up, slip my hands into my gloves, walking briskly toward the nearby...

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One day we had rain
Then freezing rain
The following day 
A thunder storm came
The thunder was loud
Followed by lightening bright

It lasted all morning
Through the afternoon
With crackles...

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Cold huddled sparrows
Wear that WTF look
A squirrel drags his tail
Through icy puddles
A rat hunkers down
Behind the barrels
Worms wiggle dance
In November’s no-fly zone
A wet Owl whispers...

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autumn is "calling"
falling leaves as rain showers
beauty colorful 
~
kaleidoscope dorn
brilliant tint of beige
greens tans oranges 
~
yellows and reds hues
fall leaves as rain showers dawn
beautiful autumn...

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gray
are the
cloudy skies
in November
with the chilly winds
rain turns to snow
blanketing
the ground
white

Edward J Ebbs - 11/08/2023


Written for a contest, A November Ninette...

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Heap
of leaves,
fluttering.
There is no rain
to restrain their act.
Blustery winds
animate;
backyard
drift.
...

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How tall the naked oaks stood, and so bold
The sidewalks and my heart still damp with rain
The topaz twilight fades in shades of gold
As fallen...

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October is over 
November snow in the north
cool rain in the south...

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The evening of November first
Brought forth a gentle rain
For autumn sought to slake its thirst
While October had abstained

How fair to spare the children
That they might...

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The end of October is mild but rainy,
every plump pumpkin has been picked,
the lonely scarecrow is too weary;
oh, he's annoyed and tired of being kicked
by...

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Reflected in the tender skies, azure dreams,
Compared to the joys that inspire light,
Rustling quietly in the rushing streams,
Promising laughter that restores the insight.

Rising across the...

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I long for November
where a flush of berries
meets the skyline
The barks are formed clear in Winter
Give a gift of hardwood not flowers
in an act of...

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