I read today that this November
has not been blessed with sunlight
it’s been cloudy, darker than forever
But still with you, at home, it’s bright
it’s sunny in this music streaming
and later we’ll be sleeping, dreaming.
Storm(Black Landscape) by Yves Tanguy
A short little rhyme today for dVerse OLN.
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November 15, 2018
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff
Björn Rudbergs writings 
What a sourpuss has dark November. Nice that within your home there is warmth, light and romance.
It may be a short little rhyme, Björn, but it made my day!
Nothing like the company of loved ones to brighten our day ❤❤
Wonderful short poem! I am glad that in your home is brightness and lightness of being. I have finally lit the fireplace and it is snapping and cracking away.
Now that you mention it it does seem darker, but those dreams are bright.
Love how love brings that brightness and sunshine and music in our dark Nov days.
Oh I love this. Love makes our lives brighter, regardless of the weather!
Hibernate with the one you love!
i like the contrast between news and reality, dark and light
Lovely
You are inviting me to re-frame my feelings towards November, perhaps my least-favorite month now that I spend February in the low desert. We need light and within the home is where to find it.
So romantic.
Liked this Bjorn. A warm darkness to it… 🙂 the following just popped into my head:
draw close by the fire
relinquish your ire
as attitudes tire
love’s all we require
On this side of the world November is bright – late Spring. But your poem is a perfect metaphor for things at work in my life. A profound read.
Ah, the warmth inside makes up for the harsh cold outdoors. A lovely rhyme! 🙂
Love brightens up any season. Love it!
This time of year is all about light and dark. Roll on spring.
Ah at home! What a joy all wrapped up in this sweet rhyme. Sweet popping rhythm, antithesis, so fun. Thanks for this Björn 🙂
You don’t know the half of it here in CA. only the sunlight is filled with smoke. Lovely poem, Bjorn!
Sigh. Not sure that I can view November, this way, Bjorn, as it’s month of death, for me. Still, a lovely short poem.
Short and sweet.
kaykuala
it’s sunny in this music streaming
and later we’ll be sleeping, dreaming.
Unlike the weather outside it is always warm and tender when with a loved one at home. Love these happy episodes Bjorn!
Hank