Preparedness for Monday

 

Shower Clean then breakfasted

Outdoors appears fine moderate this morn.

Traffic is moving; an example to follow.

Ring those Christmas bells while on the way.

Oldsters cane-walking out of the way.

Rode and slept

 

At montecarlo restaurant the guy didn know  me

If I saw him outside he’d be a stranger

The pizza was good, everything you’d want.

Ate and left

We were in the crowd, out of sorts

Tired from the day

Went back to our hotel and crashed.

It was quiet as we slept all night.

Collapsing moments prefacing

we’ve steadied a warble

In anticipation of the tumble

Wrapping for a departure 

i think we can make it.

i'll have some chocolate.

 

How is the quality of the pizza ?

 

I ‘ll check carefully this time.

Stepping back to observe in good attention 

Those small side street places

And Remos in testachio - the top of the loop.

If I’m checking I don’t want to do half a job.

Ah, Sapri and the god one there,

We’ll it’s like besance France,

I can’t get around to all of them.

And the others, oh yes, more.

day is

 

Perky maybe, depends eh?

Street guys came by sucking up leaves.

one more try. take ‘em out.

nary a shout, these are quiet guys.

city workers

have to be wary to see ‘em passing.

a cop went by. 

he was silent too.

A good November

 

As expected , complete with the usual holiday 

We wrapped November.

As usual it went well. Thirty day’s worth.

As usual I strained the day banging against my 

intentions.

 Driveway walking went three times,

 cold and complete.  This is to set me and you up

To see the walk as the important event it is, don’t 

just blow it off as nothing. Walking keeps me

Thinking, thinking.  

Ten till five and darkening.   Good November to you.

Moisture

 

How much coming down?

I told her we can take it.

We’ll dodge and trod

Into the mist. We’ll make it.

Wet all over

 

Holding on to last night’s rain

This morning the slow button is depressed.

I’ll keep you warm and dry my darling 

Wrapping you comfortably caressed.

Here is a dandy

 Only bet

What you can 

Afford to lose.

This is a public service announcement 

Someone should have received a bonus

For writing that one.

Personally, on the matter,

i don’t want to throw away any money.

Getting used to cool

 

Not quite gloves yet,

Coming up, you bet.

My hats ready, all set,

Heading in, no fret

Creeped by

 

Sure things went on

Another regular day from the time I awoke.

Drying out from previous day’s rain, light wind and sun,

Just to tell you how it went after it had begun.

A Saturday all for all to enjoy.

To get you straight I saw no one and nothing happened.

Maybe that’s why the day went so smoothly;

The day had no ripples in it.

Full rainy day

 

Woke to the tapping,

Rain drops smacking;

Coming down crystal clear

Nothing lacking this wet November day.

The final leaves will soak and fall,

Winter’s ready to make a call.

This season has done the job,

Wrap up with an apple Bob.

We won’t play that game,

Years have passed, it’s not the same.

We’ll remember and surrender 

To the grace of the years.

quiet hollow

 

Fewer than usual is less regular.

Sun shines calm beginning this day.

Could have come up with more, then again

i prefer a clean look without imagining overboard.

Easy does it

 

Sliding out of bed

Crisping somewhat ahead.

Thin blue overhead.

Red leaves turning orange.

Low dawn cracks slipping in.

Let’s you know day begins.

Gas out now

 

Our efforts are attentive and cautious.

An eye out for what’s next.

A crossroad is ahead. 

I remember the Woolybear.

That closed years ago, we’d have breakfast there.

Just to try it.  A spot alone in the country.

A bird just flew against the window.

A real whap; I hope it’s all right.

I jumped, saw it fly to the bush out front.

Now it’s here picking berries.

Gasing up for a flight south.

Every body’s working.

another time

 

Have the way open with tickets and packing.

A good time to settle in, see friends again.

Check the familiar streets,

Ride the favorite buses to familiar places

We’ll test the pasta at Pasquali’s.

See old friend’s faces.

Checking new and proven places.

See museums and hear hard rain.

Ride a train,

Look around some.

It will be fun 

To be home again.

Getting together

 

Sorted clothes for the trip, sort of.

Meaning, I have selected what I’m wearing.

Much supposedly complete and comfortable.

Washed, folded and packed.

Not lacking.

To the sky stacking.

  

Disguise the limit

 

Coming up the back trail, 

Straight along directly into town.

As clouds gather.

It will be an average rainy day.

Rolling grey balls

 

Today clothes get put together,

We’re coming to go time.

A few cars, no walkers this a.m.

I saw three cars already, two or three.

Indescribable

 

The color is new outside.

Light with a breeze.

A fresh adaptation from the old.

A different variation.

Curious how how all has changed

To something unseen before.

The trees. Bushes even the lawn

Have mellowed into color not previously exposed.

A week away or so

 

I’d say we’re coming on it.

The big trip that’s been delayed 

so long, now can you see

It’s here on us, oh yes.

Packed and prepared or so,

It seems we can say we’re set.

To see our friends

On our familiar lanes.

We’re going home again.

Back to our dear friends,

Chalk up our old sights,

Back to our memories.

Shiny bright

 

The golden day opens

We’ve a new amount of morning leaves.

Hip deep and golden

Shaken out in dampness 

They have continued dropping 

There is no stopping until the end

That is winter.

We’re beginning 

To get there.

The season end is where the next will begin;

Get ready.

Very light blue

 

Bright around the edges

Trees are thinning out

The sound is leaves falling.

No one outside walking.

I say that and a car speeds by

Followed by a dark patrol car.

Couldn’t see how it ended.

If the cop stopped that car word would

get around the coffee lounges.

Fog sunday

 

Got it thick here

Took two hours to rid of it.

Fall day cool is it

Football or opera?

Late fall

 

Appears fallen and blown,

Mostly spread in order.

Now all is drying out again.

We’re between rains for a while

Separation

The world is in a rough phase.

You can’t close your eyes to conflict.

Families are being divided,

We need clean water to drink and to wash.

Countries are engaged in war.

Hatred is why prayers began.

Peace is what we need.

Gone down

 

Gone way down some.

Over freezin’ , but still runnin’ close.

Not much temperature left to whale about.

Just noticed nothing outside.

Not this morning.

november’s a shockin’ start for all.

Fitting it in

 

I saw those stars when I was a kid.

The house has changed

The angle the same.

The month and morning time could be near right.

Has the star alignment reregulated?

Is anything that I’m looking at the same?

What’s in order up there?

This is the sky seventy years ago I’m comparing to.

The house is gone

The direction the same.

My sky, me looking.

A star or two.

It will be a cold night in Buffalo.

 

Not like it will be in a few months, 

you know how it gets.

Will be. 

Oh it will.

This is baby cool before the end of the year.

I had the tv on and I heard some words about cool weather.

We’re in that part of fall weather

When it finally gets cool,

We had some wind

And about half the leaves have fallen.

A lot of color is everywhere.

Some water iaround

 

Got my curl of wet attention.

No more than could be handled.

 droplets coming down currently.

Wait, it’s sleeting.

Coming down.

Fill all the little ponds.

ducks,  heads up!.