Naked November
©2017 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
Naked November maples
Stand with bare limbs raised,
Imploring heaven
To dress them.
Mollie Pearce McKibbon
Naked November
©2017 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
Naked November maples
Stand with bare limbs raised,
Imploring heaven
To dress them.
November
© 2016 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
November is the Grey Lady of Fall;
The pale ghost of enchantress Autumn,
Mourning her frittered siren beauty
With keening winds and tearful skies.
Ode to A Grey November © Mollie Pearce McKibbon 2013
The golden fires of Autumn
Are just past memories;
October’s glory washed away
By grey November’s breeze.
The tired sun, wan and pale,
Barely shows its face
Until the soft white winter quilt
Is gently tucked in place.
The grass and trees need their rest;
The flower bulbs must sleep.
All God’s creatures tiptoe round
Or slumber on in peace.
Their clock is set for Springtime
When all will stretch and sigh
And, renewed, the sun will smile
Up in a clear blue sky.
So don’t regret November days
As they creep slowly by.
They are only preparation for
Our Creator’s lullaby.
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