I just came in and wrote this down. The sun was setting. The wind was blowing. I felt the Love of The Creator. I was overcome with joy and thankfulness.

October Skies

The blue that's pure, so clean, and true

with cirrus clouds lace tatting strewn

the sun now glimmers in prism streams

a cooling wind blows Autumn dreams

all I see through Heaven's glorious eyes

  are the beauties of October skies.  

Poetry by Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-10-24 at 00:25

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is so wonderful. It rolls out like a beautiful rug :)

France England
Beautiful display of a kiss I once had the pleasure of beholding, the time and place was in the month of October; I was glad to be someone that was loved. This write is one that comes to heart because it is time for it to arrive; to the pen to the pad.
Very well expressed and one that holds dear to my heart. Thanks for the sharing.

jim The PoetBay support member heart!
I am not normally a fan of poetry about weather, but this is exceptionally gentle and vivid, and has caused me to rethink my prejudice on the subject.


Phyllis J. Rhodes
This is pure beauty! Godly inspired, no question!

Concise and elegant. Well done!

Vivid descriptions that inspire. Well done.

Quite lovely.

Sigh.... Lovely.