November Romance

First frost came two weeks ago

just before Hallow Eve’s day.

Garden leaves now drab olive,

spiny twigs, withered fruit,

coupled with curbside pickup.

She drags final smoke of the day

outside – under crescent moon,

bonded with romance novel’s

happy end and embracing

shadows of weeping willow.

She hears the little bugger.

Creature should be company

for pale grass.  Instead

like a guide for Bocelli,

the bold cricket song echoes

promises carved in darkness;

devoted, faithful, courter-

knight in authentic armor.

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Pat
    Nov 21, 2010 @ 16:47:00

    Sparse words for a sparse season…
    Beautiful, as always!


  2. Vikki Bakus
    Nov 21, 2010 @ 18:57:42

    ‘I love cricket songs!’ is shorter 🙂 Thank you, Pat- my devoted, faithful authentic friend.


  3. ldowns2966
    Nov 22, 2010 @ 18:13:35

    Words that as always paint a unique picture.


    • Vikki Bakus
      Nov 23, 2010 @ 00:16:17

      Hey Lindsay,
      Thanks, you always have such nice things to say! I’m glad you enjoyed my unconventional post.
      Have a great Thanksgiving!


  4. Deb
    Nov 22, 2010 @ 23:30:18



    • Vikki Bakus
      Nov 23, 2010 @ 00:18:24

      Hi my photography friend! Thanks for taking the time to click on by and leave such a kind comment. I appreciate the extra time you took out from this hectic time of year.
      Have a Happy Thanksgiving!


  5. Bear
    Nov 23, 2010 @ 23:06:36

    Beautiful as always my friend!


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