the cold of november

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the cold of november

as i transcend from the chill of october
i look into the wind and i find
the depths of the cold of november
filling up my watering eyes


the warmth of the summer months
ancient memories or so they seem
when the rays from the sun
washed down upon me


i search and try to find
that spark to keep me warm
currents flow from the back of mind
as teardrops begin to form


as frozen glaziers form in my eyes
my withering spirit erodes
icicles of blood recounting time
while my struggling heartbeat slows


the depths of the cold of november brings
a sorrowful song into my soul
my cracking voice attempts to sing
and shatters into the winds that blow

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MarionYost commented on the cold of november

11-17-2010

Sounds about right man.... You're amazing Dano. Another kick ass dead on poem All the best -Marion-

Dano

11/17/2010

once again thank you marion

ginga commented on the cold of november

11-07-2010

Dano, This one my dear poet has the haunting quality of a howling wind and the mystery of a dark secret. Love it! ginga

Dano

11/11/2010

thanks for taking the time to read and comment ginga

ApaqRasgirl commented on the cold of november

11-06-2010

oh wow dear, I loved that. such a spectacular picture your words painted of the coming season of change.....wonderful write my friend.....and hey I just posted my first write in several weeks could be a good match for this one of yours to team up in 2poemsforu.....let me know what ya think.........love asha

Dano

11/11/2010

thanks asha... i am glad we posted our peices together they make a nice fit i think...

WordSlinger commented on the cold of november

11-04-2010

I'll tell you what you are a fire of poetry, Ironic coldness poem, but I'll tell you, I like it, installed in the Book of Dano', ty WS

Dano

11/06/2010

thanks word

spbsdude commented on the cold of november

11-04-2010

If November does this to you, what will December and January do. Very creative and beautifully written. You paint a cold picture for November, so why not move to Miami or Phoenix. Or is it just that cold inside?

Dano

11/04/2010

it is pretty cold inside...

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

Dano’s Poems (150)

Title Comments
Title Comments
from an angels view 19
searching the darkness 10
a letter from santa 14
thanksgiving (acrostic) 12
the depth of... 11
ive wished 7
absentee 12
this is... 13
a journey into the dark 7
the cold of november 14
your voice 12
the yin to the yang 14
twisted 9
autumn 14
i think it happened again 11
luna~tic 19
the darkness 13
a blinding eclipse 16
the universe... 18
the wind of sorrow 14
my sorrow weeps 16
where but the dark... 12
immortal kiss 47
in a darkened room 17
our mother 7
within these flames 12
nocturnal (acrostic) classic rock 7
behind wrought iron bars 25
what i write (part 2) 8
today 17
the world in grey 6
the reality of... 5
in the shadow of a mountain 6
nothing will ever be the same 10
of cemetary dreams (and nightmare scapes) 12
next to a bed... 18
but... 15
at a funeral 12
seventeen (acrostic) 11
the fortunate one(s) 7
what did i do... 24
ashes to dust 45
dancing in the moonlight 14
disempowering the pain 14
the butterfly 10
what i write 14
sorry (i killed the after glow) 11
the humidity rises (an erotic tale) 9
pieces of light 8
the sad pumpkin &... 9
my face 12
for a long time... 14
(an explination of) distractions 6
tell me... 6
the charelston cookie tin 9
silent self destruction 8
exposed 13
the means of the day (a true valentines poem) 2
a poem about nothing... 8
blood bleeds black 7
dissecting myself 3
i will be just fine 3
the stacking of bricks 3
the complexities of depression... 4
spirits & ghosts 3
**random chaos** 2
bloodlust 3
...somethings missing... 2
15 years... 3
beauty sleeps entombed (parts 1 & 2) 3
**untitled** 2
the overstuffed closet 3
the candy dish 2
anxiety speaks 2
**untitled** 2
myself and the light 6
the fog 2
fire and tears 3
cerebral meltdown 3
sometimes i wish... 1
drawing strength from a starr... 2
disappointmen
t...
1
**untitled** 1
the flower garden 3
nature... 1
reaching out 2
the dark and the light... 1
the insistent demon 2
sorry... 3
forgive me lover... (parts 1 & 2) 2
im so sorry... 3
**no title... just random thoughts** 1
to eternity... 2
winter wind whips... 1
tired 2
lucid dream 1
the rains came... 2
the mourning light 1
another jagged pill 1
i just cant... 1
entitlement?!
?!?
1
entitlement!!
!!
1
burning within 4
inside of me 1
projected pain 1
the night... the dakness & the truth? 1
panic 2
the mourning fog 1
when the fires burn 1
through the night 1
shadow casts 0
a mournful rain 1
i cant protect me 2
my comfort place 0
an echo shifts 1
the monster 2
welcome to my life 0
the past is alive... 1
... 1
standing on the edge 2
my smile... 1
anxiety 2
my reality 0
another view... 0
untitled... 0
jagged pill 2
in the dark 1
what to do 1
how can i... 1
life... 3
a crust of pain 1
keeping me weak... 2
my dark world 3
another night of wondering 2
in the attic 4
i hold most dear 2
the me inside of me 2
another day 1
dreamed in a dream 2
a year in the life (dealing with death) 1
i look... 1
where my secrets are kept 1
a mouthful of words 2
i will not fear (when my eyes are blind) 2
i am aware (i'm already dead) 7
standing in the silence of my own shadow... 3
a blinding dark 1
growing pain 3
the longest of nights 5
... 7