November's Breath

November’s Breath

 

A breeze rustles the leaves,

Soft light spills from the sky.

A long journey through a narrow path

With trees now yellow and orange spy.

 

A crunching underfoot

Somehow satisfying at best.

A cool breeze kisses the face,

November’s breath.

 

A sweater to warm

As a comforting embrace.

Sweet memories join

In a silent walk where stresses fade.

 

A large oak tree
Stands strong as its leaves spread

Just above its roots,

Moved by November’s breath.

 

Like a ribbon dancing in a breeze,

Time circles and passes in a glance.

Birds of the air swoop in,

Easily chirping in their own dance.

 

Breathing deeply,

Creation folds her hands in rest.

A long satisfying sigh�"

November’s breath.

 

Melinda McQueen Rodgers

November 12, 2022

Reviews

[Gee]

As autumn cedes to winter birds take flight to warmer climes and colour fades to wait rebirth in Spring.
Lovely poem Melinda

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem for November dear Melinda.
"Breathing deeply,
Creation folds her hands in rest.
A long satisfying sigh�"
November’s breath"
The above lines could stand alone. The cold days of Autumn make us appreciate the warm days of Spring. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[John the Baptist]

Very nice autumnal imagery in this one. I like the metaphor of November's breath. But as I am in my eigth decade, November's breath is a lot warmer than it used to be.

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for reading and delighting me with your review.