November Empty Trees

November Trees

A cry
A moan
Roaring like the distant sea
But with a ghostly whine
The cold wind
Shrieking through
The November empty tree
Some tatters of leaves still left
The bones of the dead
Rattling  at the crunch of their cast off brothers
Being smashed beneath my feet
The early season ice pellets
Bite into my face
The sting reminding me
That I am alive
Despite all of the evidence
The wind
Rips through my tattered heart
Calling your name
But gets echoes
Of the November empty trees
In return

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Unfortunately I couldn’t find any pictures to match the mood ;)  I guess I take happy pictures.  (I spent some time trying to make that picture more moody…)

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