Sterling November and I can feel the winds of change Now in the shadow of the moons’ bright light Well we may not have it all together but together we Have it all, somehow that gives me hope Wagon half empty, wagon half full well it’s all in how You look at it and this season of giving nothing is taken For granted, feast or famine it’s all good although this Year the barn is a lost cause I must say God has been Benevolent today I close my eyes and bow my head in prayer arms full Of firewood in the cold frozen air and that gives me Faith over fear tonight my heart is aware In the shadow of the moons’ bright, bright light now we May not have it all together but together we have it all Somehow and gives me the hope to cope as I gather The last little bit of The Autumn Harvest…
Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
The sun won’t appear today Rising elsewhere it kindles flowers In foreign fields; even inspires A crop of melanoma among The fieldhands. But not here. The grey view south is dotted With electric pinpoints and a single Tall cross dim
When the night train leaves the terminal, It’s body cold as a corpse, It’s lights alive as chickens in The butcher’s cage, I sit bunched up in my Flea market shawl beside the closed windows. I play that game of