October 10–Day Ten #OctPoWriMo October 10, 2017
October 10
Why won’t the warm October breeze
release my grief as easily as it
dispelled last night’s chill?
Why can’t I laugh
as the hummingbird rants
to retain its right to three nectar feeders?
Why only a brief smile
as finches jockey for thistle seed
while pairs of Monarchs spiral ?
Alone on the deck I return
to this day
seven years ago
shattered serenity
hope, hospital
eleven days later
his death by nursing home
Yet still I surrender to October’s power
hold sacred time suspended
before the inevitable grief
The Poetry and Prose of Barbara Huntington 
Beautiful images and profound sadness.
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Seems like some sad haunting song playing … Giving sadness n calmness all at one gi.
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The profound feeling of loss comes through, Barb. This struck me:
“Yet still I surrender to October’s power
hold sacred time suspended
before the inevitable grief…”
We attempt to go on, don’t we. Thank you. xoA
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Another good one! I recognize that sadness we both share.
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