11/10/18
November my dear, why have you been so warm?
Why have you been so dry?
November you're masking California in smoke
And for the dense rain we cry.
NOTE: I wasn't in the writing mood at all yesterday but I made myself do it anyway. I wrote this poem at 11:30 PM after I watched Inception. You can probably imagine that I was very tired. Anyway, the next poem or write will be better! Probably.
--KingfisherBirdLady
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Hello, November
PoetryThis is a collection of my writings from November 2018. It's a continuation of "Poetry" and "Poetry and Writes", but will be much shorter. I'll try to write something each day of the month and post as I go--even if what I've written sucks. Who care...
