November, a further draft poem after revisions by Stephen Fuller
In response to my Level Up Challenge
Hear me, hear me, now
I need to be
Heard…
Trees barren and land raw await
The freezing to lock in past’s detritus
Before warming begins to mulch memory
Into land we will walk as flowers
Need to be heard, I need to be heard, I
Bust through into a day they have yet to bear
Then taste the verdure of what new can be
Endured. Bare branches cling to their
Emptiness and for one season of life look
To be heard, I need to be heard, I need
The desolation wrought by nature
I need to be heard. Please hear me.
I need to hear me. So I climb this
Barrenness and reach the swaying top
Be heard, I need to be heard, I need to
Sing with the wind, my words aloft
Drift into the white clouds
And mate with Dust to descend
To the earth with a shiver
Heard, I need to be heard, I need to be
A flake of hope in the child’s eye.
Onward past detritus before worms
HEAR ME! I will become the land
I will fly down from this sway
I need to be heard, I need to be heard
And land, land, land… hear me?
I want to be the verdure you endure
As cold buds push up through warm
Soil that finally releases into day
I need to be heard, I need to be
What has been eaten by worms
Who know not what to do but hear
Me. I will fly. I fly. I am
Heard
My words glimmer
Hear me, hear me, now
With a shout out to Eugi and Go Dog Go Cafe… even if I couldn’t quite fit all the level ups in!
(C) 2020 Stephen Fuller
16 Responses to “November, a further draft poem after revisions by Stephen Fuller”
powerful and affirming. from earth to swaying branches the words form from dust and then soar.
I read your earlier Level Up challenge explanation and the first poem that came to mind was Robert Frost’s “November”, a poem that has stuck with me, I did something for a poetry group back in 2018, inspired by November poems, must have a look if I still have them.
a lovely challenge using a month or season to record the milestones in our life.
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Wow! I am in aawe. Brilliant!
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Thank you so much Lorraine!
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You are very welcome.
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You have touched upon that part of us that is so vital to our existence. I loved it!
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Thank you Elizabeth, so very much.
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You captured the barrenness of November superbly. A month in the middle of the holiday season with Thanksgiving defining it for those in the US. A month to give thanks no matter as it is enveloped in lingering fall colors. Amazing piece, Stephen and thank you for participating.
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Funny, when I thought of this prompt I completely forgot about Thanksgiving. I got wrapped up in natural symbolism; but then I guess thanksgiving is an American thing. The song remains a moving one for me; these were the ideas that came to mind when listening. Love Max Richter and Mari Samuelsen’s performance is absolutely stunning.
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Gorgeously written!
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Thank you so much Rose. 🤓🙏🤓
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You’re very welcome!
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