A November Quilt

 My November Quilt:

Well, it appears I made it through almost a week of Robert Lee Brewer’s November Poem-A-Day Challenge, and suddenly it’s December!  HOW does that happen?!? 

Anyway, friend of mine has asked me to write a poem about quilting, so...

I’m working on it.

In the meantime, (plundering an idea from her own site), I’ve “basted” some of my favorite November photos into the “quilt” below.  

A picture may be worth a thousand words - but they're much quicker to read!  

(Hope you enjoy!)

 

p.s.  While you’re waiting for my quilting poem to be assembled, please feel free to use the link below to swing over to her site for more on quilts & quilting:

 purple rocks and pond water: what-does-this-quilt-tell-me? 

 

NOV PAD - Day 6 - All Hallows Even

photo by PSC/2013

All Hallows Even

Halfway to winter, well into autumn,

preparing for seasonable slumber, I am

tucked away beneath several layers,

wanting only to be undisturbed.

A grumbling stomach

sends me foraging for food –

a night like any other, I think –

only the mood is somewhat 

skewed.

My stomping ground, normally so peaceful, placid –

teems with people tonight – my plundering interrupted

by thunderous skipping, jumping, laughter, shrieking;

feet shuffle, scuffle, leaves and bags rustle,

doors open & close, lights flash,

vehicles roll slowly past.

Curious scent of sweets, chocolate breezes, tempt

but something tells me to steer clear of the street;

I lumber away, skulk back to my lair,

hunger lingering, 

still

for Robert Lee Brewer's November PAD (Poem-A-Day) Challenge - Day 6:

A perspective poem

NOV PAD - Day 5 - Scars

photo by PSC/Nov 2013

Scars

No concealer could hide

the scars inside.

No hand raised in anger

would ever best those verbal beatings,  

word-wounds, alcoholic accolades.

Nary an asylum from mincing razor repartee,

nor any refuge from box-cutter rebukes;

only a perpetual hiding

for which there is

no make-up.

for Robert Lee Brewer's November PAD (Poem-A-Day) Challenge - Day 5:

Concealed and/or Unconcealed Poem