Poem About Hope – November Spring

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Hope Poem - November Spring

November Spring is a poem about hope, a reflection on the conception and viability of dreams, loves, and the generosity of mother earth.

November Spring

 Spring begins in November, he said, kneeling a hair's width 
from the flowerbed in the allotment, yards from the intersection
where so many crashes maim and kill /

Right before the days get short enough to hibernate / which I
will, someday, when I get out of that filthy factory. 

In November, time draws you into a deep sleep beneath the earth,
when the frosty dew turns bleak fields into starry skies. 

You've got a sky above and below then, in November, I mean, he
said, wiping his nose with his soil-covered sleeve. 

The earth hides strings of wombs to home seeds if you're looking
for one. She's an idealist, you know, good old mother earth,
always sure that each seedling will root and shoot up, up, up
toward the sun. 

Her love's indiscriminate, you know, she doesn't care if you're
a poisonous fungus or an opulent orchid. In November, she
conceives, around the time we get depressed about the lack of
sunlight and start drinking too much whiskey, mourning the
falling leaves.

I guess she can feel the rumbling restlessness of buds, foresees
spring's bursts. In November, she anticipates February coaxing
daring daffodils, he said, 

closing the door of his shed, emerging minutes later, suited up
for work. On the overpass, the allotment faded into November,
beneath us / cars, above us / invisible stars. 

12 responses to “Poem About Hope – November Spring”

  1. November Spring is a very timely poem. I can really relate to it. So nice!

  2. Kelly

    Great poem Anita! I really like this one.

  3. Nnnniiicceeee….this is why I always love November. It always gives me hope for a good or better ending to the year.

  4. I love it!
    The links kind of threw me off at first but it adds a nice modern touch to poetry 🙂
    Thanks for sharing

  5. Nigar Rahman

    Spring comes to us a new message of hope and it’s certain! Everything in nature and also human minds are flourished as a new one.”The earth hides strings of wombs to home seeds if you’re looking
    for one.”This line proves the generosity of the mother earth! Appreciated,well-written!

  6. For lack of a better word, this is very poetic! You certainly have a way with words! November spring is beautiful.

  7. What a great poem. I am going to share this with my followers.

    1. That’s great news, thank you!

  8. katrina Kroeplin

    very nice poem. spring to me is about a new beginning so i can see that. nicely written.

  9. Beautiful. You have such a way of describing. This speaks to my soul as a landscape designer. Thank you for sharing.

  10. i can feel so much deep emotions on this one. great poem! keep it up.

    cha @ littlemisadvencha.com

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