November Mists

Poetry 1 Minute

November mists descend as a widow’s shawl

The Summer long gone, hidden

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Tossing aside the fallen leaves

Snapping branches heavy with sorrow

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Easing flocks into the sky, departing

Securing the waters to prevent their return

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This is how Winter arrives uninvited, unannounced

Emerging from beyond this gloom

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From Gaia’s last deep, clearing breath

And a possible sparkling future

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It is welcomed in an unwelcoming way

Postponed only by our own interventions

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Published by Richard Ankers

Richard M. Ankers is the English author of The Eternals Series and Britannia Unleashed all published by Next Chapter. Richard feels privileged to have had stories and poetry published all over the world. He lives to write. A prolific writer, a constant source of clearing his mind, Richard has created this website to share just some of the many poems and prose he has written that would otherwise have fallen by the wayside. Reading and writing have always been Richard's main love along with the pursuit of keeping fit, running, walking, and anything that provides a spectacular view. Running in the rain with his headphones on whilst dreaming up some future storyline is just about perfect. It would be nicer still if that run was in Switzerland or Norway, but we can't have everything. Oh, and coffee, lots and lots of coffee.

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