November

Deep trees float

on colored leaf beds,

spinning

in a soaked wind.

Alone

in the ground.

Wet feet wait

the long Winter.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

You have captured November so beautifully. She is the sign of what's to come. I liked the personification in your words. Good job. Lydi**

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

..And here is the long winter to stay and be endured.
Always so much said in such a subtle and gentle way. Love your words.

[Relic]

I agree, the imagery here is nicely done. Kudos for a great poem.

[arpita]

wow, I think you poem creates profound emotions in the reader. you manage to say quite a lot in the few words. good job!

[zainul]

Wonderful imagery welcoming the advancing winter.
I can visualize the nature through your write.