Counting Crows and November Snows

Counting Crows and November Snows

 

 

There is a void

that punctuates my tears

 

A parade of years

are all that is left me,

 

to counting crows

and November snows.

Reviews

[Francis Orion]

This made me think of a couple that had spent so many years together and have it abruptly ended. It reminded me of my grandfather after my grandmother passed. He lived on for a several years, but was never the same. This is well use of a small amount of words. Nice job.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I am thankful it conjured up such vivid memories for you, Francis...thank you!

[Francis Orion]

No thank you. It was an important time in my life, that is good to be reminded about from time to time.

[kentuck14]

Kelly,
One hates to use the word, 'nice,' but it is! I, for some reason, think of the term, "a hop, skip, and a jump." That's what these 3 stanzas seem to imply to me. Sorry . . . can't explain.
Tom

[Papaya]

such a sense of loss here.
innocence, love, youth?
maybe all of the above.
That's what I love, it feels so heavy and can relate in however way it calls to us

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, dear Ana!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I have returned to the memories...this fall is calling to me of a renewal...it's fitting that I start with the most loving :) Happy Friday Kell!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Happy friday, my darlin friend! Ty!

[Lyn Anderson]

Such deep sadness in this piece. November is that kind of month. At least, in the snowy part of the world. I can feel the nights get colder, and something makes me sad about that ...

[Kelly Scheppers]

Perhaps its the coldness that brings us to a harsh reality, of living alone...of remembering when the warmth of another was all we ever wanted to hold onto. Thank you, Kara!

[SmittyJas]

You made simple times lovely again November snow is line waking in the rain.

[CD Campbell]

There is definitely a grace to your poetic style. Getting feelings across in a few short lines is challenging. You do it so well. Have a Merry Christmas Kelly! CD

[Kelly Scheppers]

It's reviews like this I am most thankful for! ...thank you!

[Blackheart]

Awesome piece. Very thought provoking. :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

I appreciate your reading...thank you!

[Traci]

I feel the emotions of your soul, beautiful poetry Kelly. Favorited.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Good to see you, my west coast friend...thank you!

[Nadia Gerassimenko]

When summer dies, a piece of us dies with it. And all we can do is count the crows and the snows until it all passes. You perfectly captured the feeling!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you Nadia! So, you are a U.S. citizen now?

[Nadia Gerassimenko]

YESSSSSSS...well not citizen, but I do have a permanent status.

[Kelly Scheppers]

...yeah!! Welcome back to the WC!

[Nadia Gerassimenko]

THANK YOU, sorry I've been gone a while.

[dan]

Interesting use of 'counting crows.' Our apartment house abuts a property with nothing on it, just a big yard. The only birds left that haven't headed for winter homes is the crow...and to see them in this big empty yard, the grass turning brown, gasps a sense of desolation and emptiness. Then to take into account the beginning, with your wistful thinking of years gone by, a lost love perhaps(?) uses that sense of desolation to punctuate THAT feeling too. Beautifully written, Kelly. This is going into my library favorites, thank you for that! take care...dan

[Kelly Scheppers]

I saw a documentary once on the crow, saying how each squaw is actually some form of communication to other crows. I find them interesting and very clever to watch, for it is as though they are taking us in! Thank you for your kind message today, Dan!