Every Spring I look forward to the storms
of November that roll down from up north
Green trees and warm sun adumbrates
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As monster ore freighters like the fabled Edmund Fitzgerald are broken and go down- beautiful poem
A nicely crafted poem- simple, sweet and inspiring. It takes stock of the change of season with the onset of November and the hardships suffered on a ship caught up in storms around this time in the past. The poet has brought alive those memories quite beautifully. I quote: Like other survivors of disaster I am blessed that I forget the hardship and grueling work
Looking forward to the November storms...there on remembering the lost lives to the rage of the storms...feeling happy about the present....nice flow of expression in choicest words linking all thoughts...congratulations on being the poet of the day- 10
A great way to look at the storms of November.When November approaches., there is a feel that we are coming nearer to the close of a year.We reflect upon our life lived through the last months.We have weathered storms and feel blessed that we have survived the storms.- - - -A great write, thanks for sharing.
A beautifully envisioned meaningful poem. Heartiest Congrats for inking it as also on it's selection as member POD.
Nature! ! The sacrifice. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Felicitations for having this selected as poem of the day! A tale of survival well told.
Like other survivors of disaster I am blessed that I forget the hardship and grueling work and the sacrifice of family life for a job! Congrats for being selected for the day...
A beautifully crafted poem. Congratulations..