Suspicious of a sunny day
as autumn’s glow begins to fade,
I resent the early twilight.
I doubt the early morning frost,
the crunch of leaves the wind has tossed,
despise the temperature at night.
Although snowflakes give me a chill,
their sparkles still give me a thrill,
but I fear deep blankets of white.
Kim M. Russell, 28th November 2024
Image by Kacper Szczechla on Unsplash
This Thursday at the dVerse Poets Pub we are Meeting the Bar with Grace and writing Nove Otto.
Grace tells us that the Nove Otto is a nine-lined poem with 8 syllables per line (isosyllabic) and was created by Scott J. Alcorn. Its rhyme scheme is aacbbcddc. I really like the example she has given, ‘Canebrake Whispers’ by Alcorn.
Our challenge is to write a Nove Otto on one of the suggested themes: November, endings or beginnings, and gratitude. I won’t be around next week as I’m finally getting to spend time with my daughter and grandsons, so here’s an end of November poem.
writing in north norfolk 
Hi Kim, I fear those blankets of white snow. The snowflakes look pretty but our winter season here is long. Love your November ending poem. Enjoy your break!
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Thank you very much, Grace!
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I especially love your opening line! Hopefully not much snow this winter.🤞🏻
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Thank you, Melissa! I hope so too.
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I do prefer the snow to the wet darkness we have now…. love how you made it so readable.
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Thank you, Björn. We have also had a lot of wet darkness recently, although today was sunny until lunchtime. I hope to have some bright weather while I’m at my daughter’s.
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Nice one Kim
much♡love
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Thank you, Gillena, and much love to you.
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A picture perfectly narrated, Kim.
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Thank you, Carol.
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First, beautifully crafted, flowing so easily, but also you really touched on something there, the reliability of autumn, the despondency, the ill-wind, the feelings one gets with early darkness and other autumn afflictions…
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Thank you very much, Ain.
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Yes, I fear those blankets of white, and the underlying ice.
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She loves winter, she loves not! I love your Nove Otto, Kim. Who wouldn’t fear the blankets of white!
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I feel cool in Winter but it amazing with its beauty. Well written
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Thank you, Priti.
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