#october poems on Hello Poetry

Lawrence Hall Oct 2018

A Cold Front in October (Complete with a Merry Little Dachshund)

A merry dachshund yaps, and leaps for leaves
Wind-blown across the still-green summer grass
As autumn visits briefly, and looks around
To plan his festive moonlit frosts when next
Diana dances ‘cross November’s skies.

Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is:
Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com.
It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.

#dachshund #october #coldfront

Wayne Wysocki Oct 2018

October Wind

Your eyes of brown
Watched leaves of brown
Ride the cool October wind,

And your lips of red
A poem said
To guide me, should I go,

Then I flew away
Like the leaves at play,
But came to miss you so;

Now it's autumn,
And I return
To you and the October wind.

#october #autumn

Spiralize Sep 2018

Nocturnal

Slowly the lights go down
the skies take the bluish hue,
the day is beautiful
but the night is true,
the ones who love its calm
nocturnals are at peace.
Once again.

#night #nocturnal #solitude #october #blue

EmperorOfMine Sep 2018

FALL [I]n Anniversary

Ye does not know what's to come.
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Forests come falling down like ash.
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And must the colors cease to one?
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Let death come with snow in its wrath.
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With me, a weakened soul remains.
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An evil tried to break it down.
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But ye of only little faith...
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Can't see that my soul sings aloud.
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Oh, October has shed its tear.
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With nothing, all left to remain.
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But dead leaves always settle here.
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Where I may stand up in the rain...
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For ye of only little faith
A light with wings protects me
Here Winter comes with frozen fangs
Let it not ever prosper

Let no evil prosper.

#october #wounds #anniversary

Rose Amberlyn Sep 2018

october

Simple as sage
burning and bright
ashen and hazy
lights the dark
night.

color me cryptic
call it unsolved
thick rolling fog
that will not
dissolve.

Flee, dark spirits
ghoulish and gall
vanish at once
and heed our
call.

#october #halloween #fall #sage #dark

mer Sep 2018

Leaves

The chill autumn breeze
The tall and brown rustling trees
Come dead falling leaves

#autumn #fall #september #october #trees #leaves #haiku

Colm Aug 2018

Writing As The Breeze Writes

An October night
With skin as our blankets, beneath
The windows screens, no longer white

A sudden chill, a rush of hope
With silver skies out a windowsill
And the time to cope with life

We sleep, of sorts, with minds awake
And bodies lying still

And how is that? Thoughtlessly flowing in a general direction with ease.

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Sometimes I prefer to not change a thing, or to even reconsider a change.

#writing #as #the #breeze #writes #october #night #verse #rhyme #hi