In November

 

No more hot air, just scents around
Cool breeze rendering stress unbound
If chill hurts new embers you’ll need
Does Nov mean a new (novo) seed
New embers assure warmth at home
Chimneys dusted well to let out smoke
Receding sun cuts short the day
Sunsets weave a huge shawl scarlet
Do you see birds rush to build nests
Squirrels hoarding nuts in tree chests
Bears stealing honey from bee hive
Clever mechanism to survive
Don’t step on wood frogs under leaves
In torpor skunks, bats and poorwills
Wise nature welcoming winter
Memories tiptoe with November

©Sunila.. 04/11/2016.

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About Sunila K

Based in Canary Islands, Spain, Sunila Khemchandani is a teacher, translator and writes poetry for love of English Literature. She has several poems published in English anthology collections (Wings, Change, Indus Valley, Heavenly Hymns, Poetic Symphonies, Synthesis - The Duet Anthology and in two of Brian Wrixon’s anthologies). In 2008, she won the position of the best annual poet in www.poetriesonline.com. Besides writing poems, she translates spiritual articles, books of her spiritual master, proof reading and transciption. Some of her translated works have been published and circulating.

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