Enter October

Wrapped in
the feather boa of
The season’s
premier snowstorm,
October
makes her entrance.
But, after
the introduction,
She drops
the frozen front and
Gleams gold so bright
That wild geese echo
the musical applause
Long after
the last curtain call
That cuts into
November’s icy act.

--Judy Kay Welch, New Era 1974

Comments

B.G. Christensen said…
JK is one of my favorite poets, people, and mother-in-laws. And she is one of the few people to have been published in both the New Era and Easy Rider.

And I don't mean Rowling.
10/04/2005 10:51 PM
Desmama said…
Foxy, your mom wrote that? That is beautiful--the poem and the picture.
10/05/2005 7:26 AM
FoxyJ said…
My mom wrote the poem, oh so many years ago. She also happened to win the New Era contest for fiction in 1973. I just got the random picture off a Google search.
10/06/2005 7:25 AM
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