Good riddance, November!

I’ve been out walking with the dog.
It’s cold, it’s damp and full of fog.
Dew drops are dripping from my nose
and I can hardly feel my toes.

Firework Night

Light show:
awesome, noisy,
flashing, sparkling, crackling, banging,
vibrant Autumn garden display:
Fireworks.

(Cinquain poem)
5 Lines – not rhyming
1^st line – a noun, 2 syllables
2^nd line – 2 adjectives describing the noun, 2 syllables each
3^rd line – 3 “……ing” words describing noun, 2 syllables each
4^th line – a 4 word phrase about the noun, 2 syllables each
5^th line – another word for the noun, 2 syllables

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November

The clocks have gone back
and we’ve lost an hour at night.
We come home in the dark now
instead of the light.