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November is like
a rebel spirit,
with no rhyme
nor reason in it.
She proudly wears
the mask of
any month,
deliberately toying
with the seasons.
She tosses Winter
around a bit,
as though
she really
meant to
get tough.
Suddenly the sun
bores through
the clouds,
daringly ready
to call her bluff.
November then
ushers in a day
of Summer,
warm winds
and hot sun,
it really is
a wonder.
All at once
the winds
come howling in,
bringing rain
and hail,
November is like
a rebel spirit,
with no rhyme
nor reason in it.
She proudly wears
the mask of
any month,
deliberately toying
with the seasons.
She tosses Winter
around a bit,
as though
she really
meant to
get tough.
Suddenly the sun
bores through
the clouds,
daringly ready
to call her bluff.
November then
ushers in a day
of Summer,
warm winds
and hot sun,
it really is
a wonder.
All at once
the winds
come howling in,
bringing rain
and hail,
stripping leaves
from the trees,
showing her might
and strength.
from the trees,
showing her might
and strength.
She then settles
down a bit,
playing with
a beautiful
Autumn day.
But November,
being the
rebel spirit,
brings in
freezing weather,
showing us
her tantrums
are not
quite over,
showing us
Winter is
knocking on
our door.
down a bit,
playing with
a beautiful
Autumn day.
But November,
being the
rebel spirit,
brings in
freezing weather,
showing us
her tantrums
are not
quite over,
showing us
Winter is
knocking on
our door.

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Dave, that's exactly the November we've had so far. Three balmy springlike days just ended in a torrent of rain and 45 mile an hour winds. November is indeed a rebel and mercurial.
ReplyDeleteThank you for this wonderful November photo. I enjoyed as the picture as your thoughtful poetry below. We both sit back in an awe towards the same rainbow. Though we seem different, yet bear the same message. Art by Tomas bow to you.
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