November sounds are secrets;
the dance of branch against branch
unquieted by leaves and newly naked,
or the rasp of snow on snow,
a whispered shift
subtle as eyelashes kissing
in a blink, that soft
more seen than heard
but there, hummed
in the heavy-bellied sky
belling winter
Susan Daniels Poetry 
Beautiful 🙂
Thank you, Polly. Woke to our first snowfall that stuck.
Ah, I definitely can understand that November would keep secrets. Enjoyed the images in your poem!
Thanks, Mary! Yes, something quiet aobut this month 😉
Snow in November? Move. Although you might end up here in Essex where it seems to have done nothing but rain for weeks…
Hee, hee. I live in the Buffalo, NY snow belt, and what this is, is called lake effect snow. Pretty but a pain in the butt to drive through.
I had a friend who had to travel to Buffalo a lot on busuness, and he reckoned it was one of the grimmest coldest places he ever went.
That about sums it up in winter. The rest of the year, it is lovely.
I’ve watched the football matches where they have to plough the six feet of snow off the pitch before the Bills can get out of the dressing room tunnel. No thanks.
😉
now that only happens once every 10 years or so. The last time we had 7 feet of snow was when my daughter was around a year old. That being said, it can be hell (if hell is frozen and cold, and not hot) here in winter.
Only once every 10 years is at least once too many…
😉
Buffalo is for the strong of heart and the weak of mind.
I come from Lancashire.
‘Strong i’t th’arm
And weak i’t Th’ead.’
LOL, knew we had lots in common.
The heavy-bellied sky describes that descending bell of winter beautifully. Thanks, Susan. k.
Thank you, K!
subtle as eyelashes kissing…nice…there’s something so gentle in the first snow… we already had some in the black forest… magical..
Oh, Claudia–there is always something magical about that first snowfall, isn’t there?
Very nice!
Aw, thank you, Celestine!
Definitely loved the imaginary. And it is such a tender write, with heart warming words. 🙂
*imagery.
Thank you, HA! There was such a tenderness to the snow this morning; almost an intimacy. I had to share it 😉
nice…i like the butterfly eye lash kisses…..the well bellied sky belling in winter…we have that tonight….might snow….but def freezing out…
I have the freezing and the snow. Woke up to it. Something completely beautiful and tender about the quality of the frozen morning today.
Hi Susan, I like the acute and confident economy of this piece, that still achieves the desired intensity of expression – beautifully done… With Best Wishes Scott http://www.scotthastie.com
Scott, thank you. Means a lot!
Ahhhh, just what I needed–some romance around here! I so love fall.:) Beautiful Susan!
-Jennifer
Thanks, Jennifer! I have some snow too if you want it 😉
Gorgeous poem!
Miranda, thank you!
love the imagery and the softness..
Thank you!
November should share, but instead hides secrets and gives us snow, how rude lol
hee, hee. You know it!
Hi Susan…nice poem but seems incomplete!
winter….slowly creeping into my garden
can’t hear the welcome sound
either she or me…
both sharing the little joys
of winter sunshine
of dewdrops…waiting
for the lovely sounds of falling snow
the crackling of wood in my fireplace
the cosy comfort of my home!
Oh, I love this! Glad my skinny little lines helped this one along!
I live in Rochester and woke up to snow covered grass. I love every image in this poem…belling winter is one of those images that stays with a reader.
Thanks, Ronald–we are almost neighbors!
I hate winter, but reading this you´re making me love it.
Hee, hee. THank you!
Ummm, love this. Really beautiful.
Gosh, thanks, Georgia
unquieted by leaves and newly naked,
or the rasp of snow on snow,
a whispered shift
A very strong and powerful poem.
Your words sing to the universe,
soothing its’ beautiful stars in the milky-way skies.
I love this piece. 🙂
Thank you, Charlie. I say I dislike snow before Christmas, but it inspires something like this… Maybe it is not all a bad thing!
“subtle as eyelashes kissing…” such a lovely description! Nicely penned!
Thank you so much, Ginny.
Love it… love environmental portrayals… insert reader here.
Thank you, Nelle.
Very lovely piece. Just perfect for November!
Thank you, Shanyn. I usually sulk, poetically speaking, in November.