"October" poem analysis.

Falling into the hands of love.

The promise of October.

"…It was hard to know what to say to somebody like that." Sonya Hartnett, The Ghost’s Child.

October is the month where everything get crammed in all of a sudden: Relatives start popping in unexpectedly, those Tax Deductions that you were counting on were disallowed, and to top it all off you now have the Holidays breathing down your neck!

In short, I love October. It is the only time of the year where the temperature is somewhere moderate that I actually enjoy being under. Not to mention that October is my birth month and that I turned 19 this year. I wrote this poem because I had nothing to write about. I decided to take it down a few on this one. Comments are open.

Leaves had fallen, trees were bare
October skies were grey.

Summer is already one month behind us. It is now the Fall, and soon it will be winter and that is, when we tend to talk the most to stay warm. Winter is the time we like to stay in doors, because the wool is expensive and we do not need to catch a cold.

Original Poetry 2011 (Possible song lyrics)

Here in New England, October is one of the most beautiful and bountiful months of the year. It is harvest season. The hot, humid days of summer are behind us.
It is a season of awesome beauty filled with abundant blessings…Read more.