Love Poems About November or November Love Poems
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: autumn, love, nature,

FALL IN LOVE

F eeling enraptured, Autumn dances in the wind, then undresses.
A s bright robes fall to the ground, her passion paints the twilight skies.
L ike a nymph, she beckons, tossing her fiery auburn tresses.
L ongingly she sighs - September’s bliss lingering in her eyes.

I ndian summer days come; then they go.
N ights though chill, embrace her in indigo.

L ater, in November, her sweetness wanes.
O ctober cannot stay forever loving her.
V acantly she gazes through freezing rains.
E ndearments whispered - cease - when Fall loses ardor.


by John Watt |
Categories: death, grief, love hurts, november, winter,

Winter's Gateway

November, as the poets say -
autumn's demise, winter's gateway.
Its shortened days and longer nights
descending, death is in her sights:
leaves fall, as is their yearly fate,
and beasts prepare to hibernate.

November, as my lady lies
so silent, moving not her eyes -
with ashen skin, lips cold as death,
I wait in vain to feel her breath.
Her soul immortal, this I know,
yet in this life I'll grieve her so.


Written 26 November 2020

by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: love, seasons,

November Dreams

We lie ‘neath the oak on a carpet of brown leaves that lost their amber glory. With eyes tightly shut, we envision spring’s return— hoping our love does the same.


by Robert Lindley |
Categories: art, creation, desire, devotion, love, romantic, soulmate,

Thy Silent Thoughts

Thy Silent Thoughts

So beautiful are thy silent thoughts
I would watch thine eyes all day.
There is wonder in them, as the sun's first flash
Through tumult of ocean spray;
In them the shining calm of upland pools
Mirrors the glory round,
And their shadows are the shadows of sweet flowers
Upon the summer ground.
So beautiful are thy silent thoughts
I would watch thine eyes all day;
More beauteous in their silence than the stars,
Than the silent stars, are they.

R. J. Lindley,
November 9th, 1973

by Silent One |
Categories: love, romance,

My Goddess I am your missionary

Tell me how may I show you devotion? No words are left in this dictionary. Which fool said love is just an emotion? My Goddess, I am your missionary. The essence of time is not eternal, but my adoration is evergreen. You are a flower that is nocturnal. Alive in every season - nature's queen. When adversity knocks upon your door, let me soothe your misery and sorrow. Does not matter if we are rich or poor, I will provide a better tomorrow. Come lose yourself in desire and passion. Our romance will invent a new fashion.
Silent One Originally written on 30 October 2015. Re posted 17 November 2020

by Paul Callus |
Categories: love,

Ungloved


 cold hands - I search for the warmth of your heart



 For the Mono-O contest hosted by Brian Strand
 Placed 1st
 
 Chosen POTW 15th November 2020
 
 Posted 12th November 2020


by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: baptism, blessing, love, water,

A Divine Cascade

Glist'ing drops
Splashing into fine mist—
I become one with the waterfall.

Feeling joy
As droplets kiss my face
And enter my soul’s most sacred place.

Crystalline,
Anointing me with love,
Sustaining all life forms on the Earth.

Gratitude
For each divine droplet;
A cascading veil of purity.

© Connie Marcum Wong

Contest: Some Form of Crystalline sponsored by Nette Onclaud
November 3, 2014

by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: kiss, love, romance,

THIRST FOR LOVE



My thirst for undying love I wished to quench 
Drinking from the source of your enviable lips  
Few droplets of nectar my soul was able to sip
That ample were though my craving to eclipse!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
 24 NOVEMBER 2014

by William Kershaw |
Categories: introspectionautumn, time,

Time Before Winter

September tries to convince herself,
Making pretend that she is really, truly,
A Summer month, albeit one of dying fire,
Holding at bay the chill of Autumn winds.

October plays temptress with her Duality;
Sun to warm the back of your flannel shirt,
With punkin' frosting nights, crisp and cold.
Air so clear it sears the throat like a glass of cider.

November comes dark, wet and gloomy.
An ancient harridan forced to bridal bed.
Chanting "fools, there's time before winter comes,
Still time enough for love."

December mutters in her sleep........

by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: love, romance,

CUPID'S ARROWS



Cupid, 
God of immortal love,
Thy sharpest arrows for me
Prepare

For

Thy archery, on my aching heart
To practice,
Be accurate, I THEE, Implore

Because

I will die at once, If THEE miss 
The TARGET!


©Demetrios Trifiatis
   20 NOVEMBER 2014

by Sandra Haight |
Categories: love, poetry,

I Am A Poet

I AM A POET Wild with intoxication Soaring high with the wind I become a song Singing sadness Singing happiness Dizzy from the nectar of life As I dance among the stars Of a somewhere beyond And hope to capture the twinkle Between sheets of white parchment Delirious, I bring you my treasure I AM A POET November 8, 2015 Reversible Poem — Can be read up or down ~1st Place~ Contest "Who Do You Think You Are" Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger Judged: 08/27/2018 ~1st Place~ Contest: Your Favorite Poem Sponsor: Judy Konos Judged: 11/09/2015

by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: mother daughter, thanks,

Thankful for Four O'clocks



The rain that seemed to wash my hopes away
Left an amazing gift for me to find
Beyond the puddles that remained behind
New signs of life revived one summer day

I had not planted anything at all
'Twas Mom who wanted me to find this prize
Her efforts surely took me by surprise
Three decades passed; her smile I can’t recall

But in the yard where she drew her last breath
A bed of Four O’Clocks awoke one day
It was as if my Mom were there to say
“My love for you survived beyond my death”




*Written November 7, 2018
“Thankful Poetry Contest” hosted by Tania Kitchin

by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: love, magic, moon, romantic, winter,

First Snow

First Snow Winter snow glistens painting our landscape white. Luna peers down from her lofty height bestowing her lovely glow as winter winds blow cold outside snow warm inside with hearth's fire aglow in loving arms of my beau. We both give thanks for this special night. Winter snow glistens painting our landscape white. July 13, 2020 ~2nd Place~ Andaree - 11 Lines Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Joseph May November 20, 2018 ~3rd Place Premiere Contest~ ONE NEW ANDAREE POEM Sponsor Emile Pinet November 2018 First Snow ~1st place~ CONTEST NO 520,ANY FORM,ANY THEME,UPTO A MAX OF 20 lines Sponsor Brian Strand

by CayCay Jennings |
Categories: appreciation, blessing, faith, god, heart, spiritual, thanks,

Heartfelt Thanks


Heartfelt are my thanks for all the blessings ever flowing in, out and through my life. I feel fortunate for each go-round with strife that arrived to design my soul’s truth dressings. My humbled breath streams awe when I feel His touch upon my grateful soul, heart, thoughts and actions. With love, He guides my steps to divine traction and lifts fear-based, stinking thinking from my clutch. I am delighted when harmony fills my home where family memories grow, glow and unfold. My simple life prospers me more than bars of gold. My soul greets days with heart-praise wherever I roam.
Brian Strand N November 10, 2018

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: absence, beauty, longing, love, moon, nature, nostalgia,

MOON WHISPERS



the full moon dangles low tonight
and whispers sweetly in my ear
memories of fiery delight  
the full moon dangles low tonight
graceful herons glide in full flight   
I’d trade them all to hold you near
the full moon dangles low tonight
and whispers sweetly in my ear



AP: 1st place 2020

Submitted on November 15, 2018, for contest  LATE NOVEMBER sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

and June 12, 2018, for contest MOON POETRY sponsored by KEVIN SHAW

by Vijay Pandit |
Categories: lost love, love,

Just as lonely as you

I see you gazing east
chasing a nebulous dream,
forgetting it was a while ago
when morning sun
cheered your grin.

I, on the other hand,
cherish the west,
for it paints your lovely sunset
with bursts of orange and red,
as a silhouette longingly
meanders in your stead.

I'm willing to trade my spot
to see the other side of things.

Perhaps you will agree,
there is another point of view
just as lonely as you,
if you could just turn around
to embrace the moon.

November 15, 2017
Placed 2nd: Strand select T contest by Brian Strand

by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories: lost love,

The Black Tear version Two

Mascara black tear fell as she looked on the silent man stretched lifeless in a cask full suit he loved for years. Pale lips smiling. She will never feel those soft lips again.
4 November 2020 Double Tetractys 5 Sponsor: Eve Roper

by David Meade |
Categories: dance, love,

Tanka 2 Life Dance



                                                   a man bent with age
opens trunk, heaves  . . .  wheelchair lifts  --- plop


                                                                 a love dance begins


frail arms link, lift, hug, swirl, down
                                      dosey doe  - death do us part







David Meade
November 7, 2014
Live Generously

by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: desire, fire, love, passion, romantic, sensual,

Burned

"Playing With Fire"



The heat of the fireplace
enhances the spark,
we know our love
will not fade in the dark.

We kissed amongst
burning candlelight,
your presence alone
brightened my midnight.

Nothing can extinguish
your warming touch,
a lasting impression
that meant so much.

Bound to be burned
As we played with fire,
we could not resist
and gave in to desire.

This kind of scorch
I was lucky to find,
and neither of us
ever seemed to mind.

We were both engulfed
by passion's flame,
and we only have
each other to blame.




November, 20th, 2013


by Kiran Bantawa |
Categories: autumn, beauty, desire, earth, fantasy, first love, for her, girl, girlfriend, i love you, image, lust, nature, november, october, passion, relationship, romance, teen, teenage,

With you in autumn evening

The sweet songs of birds, We hand in hand across the lawn, Pansies white yellow and violet Tossing their heads in the breeze. Somewhere the sound of falling leaves. The sound of squirrel cracking the walnut. Calm weather warm sun, White fluffy clouds forming different shapes, A passenger flight in the blue sky, Sun born in the horizon and about to fade in the horizon, Both our heartbeats echo inside of chest, Shutting and opening of our lips, Your unkempt hair flying backwards, Yellowish west sky. Heart shaped fig leaf's shadow. If I could stop this world from spinning, I would do so, Just to be with you In this autumn evening.

by christine a kysely |
Categories: introspection, love,

Moments

 
I have traveled 
my whole life 
to be this far from you
 
Moments 
have passed by 
like the miles 
that lie between us
 
The wind 
has carried you 
my nameless name

 © Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
 (November 4, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Categories: fun, nonsense,

Spooks were making love



                  Spooks were making love their bones were clattering
                       Fresh in after death sex they were a prattling
                                 They missed the first session
                                   How to spook the passion
                 And slipped to their graves skulls down saber rattling










          Spooks were making love© Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 14 November 2014

by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories: beautiful, bird, mountains, sunshine,

Beautiful Sunrise - The Whitney Style

~Beautiful Sunrise~ ( A Whitney Duet) Sunrise shines Appears again Spreads around Cover mountains Beach, above Clouds softly pass A band of geese fly high The air's cool And the sun's warm Delightful Wonderful spring Warms my heart Songbirds sings His love shines upon my face. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2012
November.06.2015

by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: clothes,

MY THERMAL VEST

May not be very sexy
Yet I need you to keep me warm

Thin yet lightweight 
Hides my hairy chest
Every winter I cuddle up to you
Really snug
Makes me all cosy
Available in many styles and colours
Lovely next to my skin

Vital in this chilly weather
Extra layer of clothing
Silk ones are the ultimate in comfort and warmth
Thermal vest I love you

Jan Allison
23rd  November 2014

by Faye Gibson |
Categories: growth, love,

Against a Browning Hill

Against a browning hill 
oak trees' bleeding limbs are stretched; 
some drops release to softly fall 
some cling to dry encrusted scars.
A few short months and we will walk
beneath the springing trees
marking their swords of thinnest green 
stabbing at the stars.
And so, life seasons make their rounds 
in nature and in men 
the flower wilts, the rose is pruned, 
the leaves must fall again.

Everything of lasting worth 
contains a seed of loss;
on young love's throbbing circlet
hangs a bitter cross.
We will walk life's lanes together,
cherishing this pain we share
for spring will come tomorrow
and bloom on our despair.

Copyright, November 11, 2014