november

ah november,
you speak not in colors
like october's brilliant glory
nor in snowfall's serenity

your beauty unadorned

naked branches
against a vast grey sky

ah, beautiful
barren
november



* "I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape--the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter.  Something waits beneath it. The whole story doesn't show.  
                                                              ~Andrew Wyeth