Last October

Of all the days

in all the months

October is the one

I’d choose

if only one more gifted


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Trees aglow in hues unseen

all green-steeped summer long

With corn stalks' brittle rustle

Gourds and pumpkins line the rails

gathered off my vines



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 While colors warm and colors bright

are nice

October’s light is best

The sun has shifted

Slightly tilted

Shadows lengthen

as do nights



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Give me Autumn if I must

choose only one

Make it October

One long October

One last October

  ©2020 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

Weekly Scribblings #39: October Thrills

Poets and Storytellers United

Comments

  1. I would totally l support an Autumn that was all Octobers. All pumpkins and spiced tea, all skull cakes and nights filled by storytelling.

    I love these lines so much:

    "October’s light is best
    The sun has shifted
    Slightly tilted
    Shadows lengthen
    as do nights"

    The s sounds give the imagery an extra touch.


    Again, welcome to Poets and Storytellers United, Lisa. If you look around our site, you'll see that we post prompts on Wednesdays and on Sundays, and the latter is open link. Hope to read more of you!

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    1. Thank you, for the compliment and the welcome! I am thrilled to find the site. I need that little extra push to write regularly.

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  2. Well, if you're gonna write regularly, and you write regularly here, you can count on me to enjoy your decision. I esp like the repetition in your closing stanza. Welcome aboard.

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    1. Thank you! My plan is to be more regular. No, I WILL be more regular!

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  3. There is something magical about October's light, isn't there? One of my tea teachers talked about it, as an extra aspect of the tea room that we don't think about, since it's not something we have any hand in preparing.

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    1. Interesting. I never thought about the lighting, it's something I just take for granted.

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  4. Having lived in both England and Australia in October, it is a month of promises of harsh weather to come up north or warm balmy days down under promising a hot Christmas in summertime, where Father Christmas gets a bit hot under the collar with his traditional garment. Glad you found us and hope we read more of you.

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    1. I have never lived anywhere with the storybook white Christmas. Although I suppose in the Southern hemisphere there are storybooks with summer Christmases! Like a Night Before Christmas where instead of a "crest of new fallen snow," it could be "a crest of hot sandy dune." Once growing up we went to Palm Springs over Christmas, and that was actually nice. My mother always threatened to cancel Christmas and "go to the desert!"

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  5. Welcome from me too, and what a gorgeous poem! I love Autumns, though here in Australia they don't happen in October. This October looks like being a very pleasant month of Spring.

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    1. Nice to be entering spring instead of wondering if winter will be harsh! Enjoy you nice weather!

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  6. Love the sun shifting and tilting .... I thoroughly enjoyed reading your poem.

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    1. I agree, I am not really a much of a fan of winter, and summer is too hot to enjoy a lot of the time.

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  8. The light (and air) is special in October - the leaves and the earth smell so good.

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    1. You're right! I love the smell of dry leaves!

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  9. I so enjoyed your poem, and am inclined to agree. October is special for sure. I think you're new to us. We look forward to more of your words.

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    1. Thank you. Yes, I am new! This is my first time participating! I am looking forward to more.

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