~ November Days

~ November Days, Elisa Laura, The Journey to Winter, Seasons, Hiking

~ November Days

 

 

There is a cold sharp wind

 

Short days of light,

Move too quickly

Around the axis,

 

At least it seems so,

The days go so much

Faster then I keep track.

 

Where I walk,

The sun shines,

A soft and

Misty gleam,

 

Above the cold water,

Like a blanket,

To hold it warm, and

Extend the season…

 

Trees feel lost, and

Are tired and powerless,

 

I imagine myself in their

Fallen leaves,

Hiding there

For a while,

 

To feel me warmer.

 

 

 ~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Thank you for reading xx

Reviews

[Calissa Knox]

This poem painted a vivid and beautiful picture in my mind. It took me on a "mental vacation". I love the way the words flow together. I think the format you used for the words was perfect. This poem relies a lot on imagery, yet it still has a lot of emotion. It is mysterious and complex, yet it still has a simplicity to it. A gorgeous and wonderfully written poem!

Dear Feather Dawncery, thank you with whole my heart, for being here. I'm ever so pleased you enjoyed this. This was a free-style I use often, (actually it came right out of the heart). I'm grateful to you! xx

[Calissa Knox]

Yes, I could tell it came from your heart. Thank you for sharing your writing. It inspires me. And you are welcome, Elisa!

Thank you for pausing here, feeling it, and that's the most sweetest thing someone said to me tonight. Truly humbled by your words... Feather...

[Calissa Knox]

Well, I am very glad my words could bless you in that way, Elisa.

Pleased to meet you... they did, it's late here now, but tomorrow I will be back to read more of your quill :)

[Calissa Knox]

I am pleased to meet you, too, Elisa! Have a great night.

Thank you, you too in a while.... it's probably 6-7 hours later here, but couldn't resist to not review another piece of your writing :) smiles!

[Calissa Knox]

Your review really meant a lot to me. Thank you very much! Wow, that is very late, and I'm sorry to keep you awake!

No, worries, I'm a night owl.... (zombie) lol, ever awake... I think it's cause of my many night-shifts, and hard to get back into the normal time-zone, but I will.... thanks for your friendship dear xx

[Calissa Knox]

Thanks for your friendship as well. I am very glad we became friends!

Me too! :) can't wait to a next episode of talking :D xx goodnight from here....

[Calissa Knox]

Goodnight, Elisa!

[Rebecca Buller]

This was simply beautiful, Elisa. There is something so soothing about autumn. It's as if God has taken a paintbrush to the leaves if for no other reason than to bring a smile to our face. And to fall into those sames leaves is to be wrapped in the comforting blanket of nature. Bravo!

Thank you so much darling ... you describe that so picturesque... beautiful... I'm smiling, when I see the yellow, green, red and orange, then brown leaves, it's just a dream sometimes so nice... many thanks for your nice review xx

[David Scott]

It is a final farewell to the warmth of nature for a season...
Yes, to lie in the fallen leaves is like a happy wake to the death of Autumn.
We hold on to even the smallest hope as we rest in what was and no longer is, yet soon will be made new again.
Much like life in general Eli.
I love the music with this poem too. Great work.

Thank you so much for hugging that perfect moment, with your well spelled words. That was exactly what I was trying to bring over with this one... I'm happy you enjoyed this one.

[David Scott]

"Hugging the moment" I like that thought.
You must be a hugger IRL Ha.
(((hugs))) to you dear Eli.

There is nothing as good as a world where people (((HUG))) a little more :D so ((((HUGS))))

[Lydia Shutter]

To hide in a pile of leaves the trees have shed.....what an image, Elisa! It touches on so many senses. There is a sort of melancholy throughout your poem. Autumn is ceding power to winter and the days are shorter. I don't like it when the sun goes down so early either. There is a hunger for something in your words....not sure what....a sort of wanting to find an escape. I liked it a lot, Elisa. Knuffels, Lydi**

Your review is wonderful Lydi xx thank you very much... I love what you've sensed here, and got out of it. Always a pleasure to read your words. *Heel veel knuffels, Eli*

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Time for a snuggle indeed! Fire pits, hot ciders, feasts, books, warm blankets, cool breezy poems and fuzzy hearts. It goes by way too fast! Love this sip in time!

Oh your words sound lovely, I think, I felt at home in them so much, my sweet Queenie... me too, love it, and loathe it when (it takes too long lol) thank you lovely one xx

[Ruth]

Ah, the seasons changes do make us yearn don't they? I always find this time of year a harsh shift, the lack of light is really a powerful thing to embrace...still, it helps to think that as winter kisses the earth, roots of life still bloom beneath the surface, ready for the warmth when it returns....

This is so beautifully voiced hon, an aching inside is felt here.

Hugs xox

Yes, that's a huge effect on us (who are so sensitive for changes), especially weather changes.... this time, is very cold, (where we live in Northern Europe) and brings a certain melancholy with it... (it has it's charms too lol)... but if the winter comes, it's official, not a kind of a in between "stage"... if you know what I mean... I (we) can only in every season, travel to the next, with a warm heart, and so it continues.... oh your words are beautiful sweetheart, thank you so much for being here with me underneath the leaves, and enjoy the fall.... many hugs xoxo :)

[Ruth]

It is a beautiful time but man, gets to me...enjoy too darlin, it'll be summer again in the blink of a heartbeat ;) x

It is... you're totally right, (I'm in denial lol)... that's how my brain works, when I don't like things, I try to like them... can't wait for spring, and summer love, and to get some more sun!! xx so good to catch up with you :)

[Ruth]

Ditto love, ditto xx

[Jack...]

I really don't know what it is exactly about your words, but I am always whisked away to someplace completely new and untouched by my mind. As if a gentle hand lifts me and cradles me on a journey of color and vibrant imaginations dancing about before my eyes. So innocent is this poem today, to hide in the fallen leaves and feel me warm...If this were the last poem I ever read I would walk away happy.

Sigh, Jack, thanks so much my dear, really that's too much for me, ;) but oh, I'm so happy in what you've said in your last sentence... that means much to me my friend... You always are so great in waving words on my page, and give me a huge smile :) xoxo

[Robbie~xoxo~]

In the midst of November, your words comfort me....
Although the season brings chilly weather, you bring the warmth...
You brought back memories of my childhood, when hiding under the leaves felt like a safe haven
from the cold world.

"Above the cold water,

Like a blanket,

To hold it warm, and

Extend the season…



Trees feel lost, and

Are tired and powerless,



I imagine myself in their

Fallen leaves,

Hiding there

For a while,



To feel me warmer."~ Gorgeous write, Sis!~xoxo~

Hi Sis, I was away for a while, cooking, doing the dishes, coffee, etc... sitting and relaxing now, thank you so much for all, you say here, I'm happy it made you feel warmer too, and I'm ever grateful for this lovely review. xoxo :)

[Robbie~xoxo~]

I need to get back to real life and do the same... ahhhhhhh!
You always keep me in line, Sis. lol
I enjoyed reading your art... 'tis lovely!~xoxo~:)

Aaaaaaaahhhhhh how boring it can be sometimes lol :D ;D but we must... ha... thanks a thousend times, for this review, you're my little pearl. xoxo :) success on the housekeeping blegh ;) xx

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Thank you Sis, for wishing success on the housekeeping... I lost track of time here... gotta go whilst I still have time..... ahhhhhh! lol

[I Am Svetlana]

I totally agree that there is not enough light now. When the sun goes down and it turns black around 4:30 pm, I feel like its after six. Drowsiness weighs on me, I feel suddenly tired, exhausted. Without light, my eyes begin to battle to stay open. And I love the sight and sound of fall leaves before winter. I remember always running and jumping into them as a kid, hearing them crunch and shuffle around us. As with their colors, stunning :)

Thank you so much my friend, you discribe here the perfect feeling of what it brings, we are sensitive for this time of the year, the same time, it's inspirational to the bones... thanks again for your beautiful review, and words to this one. Eli x

[K]

Speechless. Its amazing dear.
Keep writing more.

Thank you with whole my heart Qasim, welcome to my world xx

[K]

Welcome. :)