October Sunday on the Cove

Nov fog 2

trumpeting from the gray skies
wild geese rise from the cove
call to worship
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majestic maples
robed in scarlet leaves
Sunday vestments
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small boats
bob in the morning rain
heads bowed in prayer
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mists hover over the gray water
rising to meet the clouds
morning meditation

10 thoughts on “October Sunday on the Cove

  1. Thank you for being first commenter on my dVerse poem today; these four stanzas (are they in a form?) are graceful as goose flight, wistful as mist, gray as autumn cumulus mid-riff; really lovely imagery; really enjoyed it.

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