Local Poems & Stories

October Dichotomy By Deb Bell

Days growing darker, colder and blowy,
The moon rising orange in the East,
Pumpkins, like mushrooms, abound in the fields
Remember… save some for the Feast.
Spiders trail webs across every path,
Caterpillars spin for their lives,
Leaves on the trees curl up and fall down
While the bees cuddle up in their hives.
Witches and skellys adorn many doors,
Tombstones sprout up in some lawns,
Costumes and candy all marked down on sale
Hurry! Get yours ‘fore it’s gone.
Ghouls, Ghosts and Goblins creep ‘round in the night
Seeking out treats from the wary,
October is time Nature takes to slow down
As kids race for all they can carry.
Savor the days of Autumn’s last warmth,
The chills of November await us
With cold soaking rains and evening’s first frosts
And snow falling high in the forest.

“THE HOMECOMING” Written by James Davenport

As the old man finished the book and set iit down the last words rang through his mind.   And so, you can never go home again.  He flashed back many years, to the time as a young man he stood on the porch of the home he had grown up in and had left years before to answer the call to duty. He was almost afraid to step through the door, afraid of what time may have done to those memories.  but as he entered the house he was greeted by joyful wails, shrieks, tears and strangling hug as his mother pulled him to her breast.  At that moment, all the war things fell away.  He was home safe.  In his mother’s arms he cried like a baby.  You can go home again, even if only for a moment.

Autumn Haiku By Deb Bell

Leaves bright with color
Last of harvest for this year
Leaving October
Dry leaf skitters by
Scratchy scratchy is its talk
Winter comes it says
Evening’s golden orb
Steals day’s color for itself
Blazing white glory