The End of October

Field Notes XXVI: Creative words. An attempt at poetry in writing and film.

Welcome to Field Notes!

So I guess I’m a poet now, because I have written a poem. This week has caught me in between adventures and dealing with hardships behind the scenes, so it will be short. However, this does not mean it has been easy. I’ve tried writing a few poems in the past and they always exhaust my mind like no other activity.

I’ll never claim to be a good poet. In fact, I’m terrified of sharing any of them. But, I have written in the past about the importance of not being afraid to share bad art and now is the time to hold myself accountable to that.

I present to you here 2 different poems, in vastly different formats, yet covering the same thing. Take from them what you can. Love them or hate them, I’d like to hear back either way!

The End of October

Night persists as October ends
   and hesitant Eos waits, shivering
      while the rain
          falls.

The arboreal grip on foliage expends
   and vibrancy too quickly fades
      while a lone leaf
          falls.

Clouds swirl like restless animals that contend
   and struggle against loss
      while overcast light
          falls.

Her vitality muted, Eos ascends
   and turns wet cheeks to the sky
      while moments race by and time
          falls.

But rain abates and clouds divide.  
   Hope transcends
   and Eos runs to catch the day
      while across the fields,
      light triumphant, 
      her brilliant rays
          fall.

The End of October

*The music is No 10 A New Beginning by Esther Abrami from the YouTube audio library.

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