love (i have lost count)

the oaks are naked now
their last rags wind-stripped

& though my breath
is a seen thing

i know heat
this side of winter

somehow
you have made me
less november

& more
something that blooms

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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36 Responses to love (i have lost count)

  1. jmgoyder says:

    That gave me goosebumps!

    • Aw, Julie–thank you! I was all set to sit down and write something clever about Election Day, and instead this insisted on coming out πŸ˜‰

      One Election Day poem coming up!

  2. Lori Lipsky says:

    Wonderful poem. I’d much rather read this than “something clever about Election Day!” Thank you.

  3. Green Speck says:

    Wow … this played with my mind !!!

  4. janehewey says:

    this brought on all kinds of goosebump sensations for me, Susan. lovely!

  5. Pat Hatt says:

    A way to skip winter, works for me haha really a great thing to feel such warmth at ones wing.

  6. hedgewitch says:

    Very evocative, compressed and effective. Enjoyed it much.

  7. brian miller says:

    you have made me less november…that is a beautiful line…love your creative imagery as well…the trees stripped of their rags….very nice opening….but that november line stole the show for me…

  8. Steve King says:

    Wonderful distillation of images and emotions. I always admire works where not a word is wasted—just like here. Nice job.

  9. Chaty Lorens says:

    I know, November is like that. The oaks are naked now (how I remember thatβ€”so few oaks here, now.) Lovely, Susan. For some reason I wish for more sadness hereβ€”I’m such a glutton for punishment; after all there is much beauty here:

    i know heat
    this side of winter
    somehow
    Somehow less November, but can November be less?

    A beautiful poem, Susan. Another one. .

  10. Mary says:

    Beautifully expressed, Susan. All of us would yearn for this, I think, to make us feel less “November” at this time of year.

  11. Miriam E. says:

    had to smile at the ending. wonderful choice of words… “the oaks are naked now
    their last rags wind-stripped” this is just brilliant!

  12. OOOH! I like! The inference of essential change to self through relationship is a delight. Nicely penned. Not too much, not too little.

    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2012/11/06/on-politics-and-reality/

  13. Wow! Brilliant use of words

  14. kaykuala says:

    That’s a nice feeling. To be made to forget the cold and look forward to winter Wonderful write Susan!

    Hank

  15. somehow you have made me less november….lovely!! thanks

  16. Beth Winter says:

    Beautiful… less November and more something that blooms.

  17. nelle says:

    Wish I was blooming about now! We still have a maple not quite shorn of leaves.

  18. Emily says:

    There are no words that can describe the delight this brought to me. Thank you.

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